Forty five feet underground,
You will not make a single sound.
Yeah.
So carry on with the fallen shame,
Cause you're the one, you're the one to blame.

So come on, get out.
You're on your way.
And I'll be your knight,
If you'll be my day.
You'll know, you'll see,
Right where to start.

So I'll sit and I'll wait it out.
Cause love, I'd do it for you.
So sad to say that the brightest things,
are sort of bright.

So come on, get out.
You're on your way.
And I'll be your knight,
If you'll be my day.
You'll know, you'll see,
Right where to start.

Come on, faith,
Come back and take it out.
Yeah to me, to me.
Come on.

You're on your way.

On an island of gold.
On an island of ghosts.
Where the sun meets rock,
And the moon unfolds.
As I carry my bag of bones.

Come on, get out,
You're on your way.
And I'll be your knight,
If you'll be my day.
And you'll know, and you'll say
Where to start.

Come on, get out,
You're on your way.
And I'll be--
Yeah I'll be your knight
If you'll be my day
And you'll know, and you'll say
Where to start.

You're on your way
Forty five feet under ground.


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Bag of Bones song meanings
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