Skeletons land on the roofs of houses,
Skeletons send me messages from the attic.
Skeletons are in my bible,
They sing "where my soul went I am grateful."
When my days were sad I built homes with hollow leaves
Then that became my past after a ghost said follow me.
Skeletons are in my bible,
They sing "where my soul went I am grateful."
When my days were sad I built homes with hollow leaves
Then that became my past after a ghost said follow me.
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