Bones - Matt McAndrew

When the engine started

I was broken hearted

Looking for a second chance

Drove to New York City

Brought the weather with me

Hands in the pockets of my pants

And here you are so unusual

And beautiful like rain turned to glass

If we take this moment

We can break this loneliness inside of our bones

Inside of our bones

So let’s rush in slowly

Like there’s nothing holy left inside of our bones

Inside of our bones

When your high hopes landed

You were first class candid

You left your baggage on the plane

Wearing west coast style

Your jacket matched the tile

Of some anywhere cafe

Now the apple’s folding cause we’ve called its bluff

It’s not big enough to stand in our way

If we take this moment

We can break this loneliness inside of our bones

Inside of our bones

So let’s rush in slowly

Like there’s nothing holy left inside of our bones

Let’s fall through the park

And get lost in the dark

Don’t care where it goes

Don’t care where it goes

When every avenue

Brings me back you

I don’t care where it goes

If we take this moment

We can break this loneliness inside of our bones

Inside of our bones

So let’s rush in slowly

Like there’s nothing holy left inside of our bones