From the recording The Simple Life
Lyrics
I waited here
Oh these five thousand years
My body bent over like a branch
The pharaohs came
And vanished while I slept away
And the world forgets my name
Hey look at the frozen man
And when you’re done
Picking at my weary form
Just bring my bones back home
The socks I wove
Are under a microscope
And I guess they see the bones I broke
Looking through that x-ray machine
My coat, my pack
Are up in the forensics lab
They’re looking at the blade of my axe
Working on the carbon dating
And when you’re done
Picking at my weary form
Just bring my bones back home
You can guess my weight
Maybe even sketch my face
But you never knew my ways
How I laughed, if I was loved
And when you’re done
Picking at my weary form
Just bring my bones back home