C F C
The hell you're in from where I stand
C F C
No we don't mind no that you've run and hid
C F C
When the silver bees fly you won't be saved
C F C
And they won't take you to a better place
Am F G C
Oh they weigh you down with the memories of our bones
Am F G C
And they bury you in the schoolyard with their finger and their thumbs
Am F G C
And oh they parade us out to the valley of the sun
Am F G C F C
And as you lay prostrate on the interstate they cut out all our tongues
C F C ( x3)
C F C
The little ones were all they saved
C F C
As they laid them open on the salty plains
C F C
They claimed the wild ones were the ones to blame
C F C
As they buried families with their names
C F C
Am F G C
Oh they weigh you down with the memories of our bones
Am F G C
And they bury you in the schoolyard with their finger and their thumbs
Am F G C
And oh they parade us out to the valley of the sun
Am F G C F C
And as you lay prostrate on the interstate they cut out all our tongues
C F C ( x3)
C F C
Where they take our bones
C F C
And where they take our bones
C F C
And where they take our bones
C F C
And well they take our bones