ItAllComesTogetherInTheFinalAct - BONES

Stand up straight just like a man

Be counted with all the rest

Work real hard and graduate

You need a well deserved good rest

Find a job and find a mate

Settle down in a house in the suburbs

These are dreams they gave to you

I can feel when they’re not yours

My skin peels like wallpaper

In the house that we don’t go to anymore

Feelings are far too radical

To ever see eye to eye

A mother’s son was killed today

Only what she knows is why

Beheaded by hands of so-called faith

Maybe for a chance to live in the sky

Whatever the goal and point they saw it

I don’t think that was the way to go about it

They don’t see a way around it

Finally, I’ve come home, slipping off my shoes

Into a land that brings such safety to me