From the album The Simple Life

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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