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Crooked Bones
5
On Tour
Singer/Songwriter
Crooked Bones was released on July 6, 2006 by Dragoncrest Collective as a part of the album Everything Is One
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Release DateJuly 6, 2006
LabelDragoncrest Collective
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pete Francis
Pete Francis
Performer
Craig Dreyer
Craig Dreyer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Dreyer
Craig Dreyer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Francis
Pete Francis
Producer
Craig Dreyer
Craig Dreyer
Producer
Rob Fraboni
Rob Fraboni
Producer

Lyrics

A plastic bag and an empty cart
Is all that's left of a lonely heart
That once was carved into a park bench
In Father Dimo Square
Cars drive by like schools of fish
Turn a blind headlight to those who wish
They could swim to a shore
Where the moonlight glistens
In their soft and silver hair
A compact mirror, the glass is broken
In the middle of a subway token
Is a muttered whisper softly spoken
Of what you used to own
Now all that's left is your crooked bones
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Every one of us has grown
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Live in houses made of stones
Down below old Minetta Street
There runs an ancient quiet stream
There's few who know beneath their feet
It dreams a quiet love
Under spray paint epitaphs
And cryptic signs in cement slabs
It hears the cries, the screams and laughs
Of the revelers above
While pedestrians in private hills
Denied the paradise of bells
Can't hear the bubbling wishing well
That tells you you are home
All they hear is your crooked bones
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Every one of us has grown
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Live in houses made of stones
Now late at night you can hear the roars
Of garbage trucks like dinosaurs
Howling from the distant shores
Of 7th Avenue
The sirens scream with all their might
Across the airwaves of the night
And beamed as if by satellite
Into your own bedroom
Then they resonate in me
Magnetic rhyme and imagery
Whose sound again makes clear to me
What I have always known
I love every one of your crooked bones
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Every one of us has grown
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Live in houses made of stones
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Every one of us has grown
Crooked bones, crooked bones
Live in houses made of stones
Written by: Craig Dreyer
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