Frontier(s) - Bones lyrics

We send a child to wade in/to check the depth of what's to come revolution We tape the conversation/we tape the wrong we tape in red revolution We send in love our anger/we send in love the warm of days You rating bones will set it of You rating bones will wake the dead You rating bones won't save you You rating bones could wake the dead We send the loved to wastelands/we warm of storms the never come revolution We council wrongs to robbers/connect the graves to doctors paid revolution Hear the bones on the street Rattle on ratting Rattle on