Mojave Rain

Flesh and Bone

I've gone through life white knuckled in the moments that left me behind
Refusing to heed the yield, I penetrate the forcefields in the blind
They say I'll adjust, God knows I must, but I'm not sure how
This natural selection picked me out to be a dark horse running in a fantasy league

Flesh and bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and bone

Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains
And I hit like a raging bull anointed by the blood, I take the reins
Cut from the cloth of a flag that bears the name: "Battle Born"
And they'll call me the contender, now listen for the bell
With my face flashing crimson from the fires of Hell

(What are you afraid of)

And what are you made of
Flesh and bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and bone
And what are you made of
Flesh and bone
Man I'm turning on a dime
Flesh and bone

(This could decay)

Well this could decay
Like the valley below
Defenses are down
Stakes are high
A fairytale end
A staggering blow
You lead with your chin
This could be real simple

And what are you made of
Flesh and bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and bone
What are you made of

He faces forward
Trading his blindness
For the glow of love
And time is raging
May it rage in vein
And you always had it
But you never knew
So boots and saddles
Get on your feet
There's no surrender
Because there's no retreat
The bells are sobbing
In this monster land
We're the descendants
Of giant men

 

 

 

 (Written by Brandon Flowers)

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