Mark Pontius - Curley Jones lyrics

I'm one mile away Coming down from the hill today With the rain in my eyes and face Left my home to another place The fish bowl tips and rolls And the storm it only grows I left my name in Rome I'm going back I'm walking real late and I'm living with the owls Dark as the night it should only take an hour Crawling in and out up and down the tours Collect the bones I'm Curley Jones I came back from Rome With a grave yard worth of bones A little of mind and soul I heard its worth of gold So keep your heart from me For I am young at sea A little bite takes the most From the man I'm Curley Jones I'm walking real late and I'm living with owls Dark as the night it should only take an hour Crawling in and out up and down the tours Collect the bones I'm Curley Jones