Blood and Bone

(note: not really meant to be any kind of hardcore/post-punk. If anything, to the tune of "Badlands", by Springsteen)

Flights down a long abandoned road
Stretches of highway miles gone by too slow
Field’s of dust, and old spirits moan
Silence shootin’ out of every crack and every bone
And if fate’s fated, girl, I’m longin’ to know
Got kicked to the outskirts with nothin’ real to show
Tried runnin at it blind
Eyes gazing up, senses left behind
Ears hearing words never sung about
All the promises that haven’t left my mind

Life isn’t real
And God isn’t there
I’ve looked and I’ve searched
And it’s the same thing everywhere
What do we got
What can we stand
The only thing that’s meant
To make you a man
You got blood and bone
You’ve got your own two hands
Blood and Bone
All across these lands
Blood and Bone, son, Blood and Bone

Days wasted on sunsets caught up in time
All secrets swept, buried and dead
I’m too young to be past my prime
They say the truth forgives your life’s darkest choices
Let the shadows fall on those empty voices
If every road leads somewhere different
I’ve got nowhere to go
And if it’s all meant to be, I got nothing to know
But girl, I get restless in the night
Go wondering through a drifter’s paradise
Hoping someone has a reason to put up a fight

Life isn’t all real
And God isn’t all there
I’ve looked and I’ve searched
And it’s the same thing everywhere
What do you got
What can you stand
The only thing that’s meant
To make him a man
You got blood and bone
You got your own to hands
Blood and Bone
All across these lands
Blood and Bone, son, Blood and Bone

Brick and mortar vandals
They’re trying to get back lost time
And when they know it’s gone and you with it
Every choice becomes a crime
When everything you build up, one wind’ll blow right through
You can try to forget, but the chaos’ll get to you
When God’s grace becomes a shot glass
And redemption becomes a lost cause
Stumblin’ through a bar or two pouring over faded scars
An old man sits next to you, silent with envy
You knock one down to forget, you say:
I lost my soul, I lost my life, I got a hole, I lost my wife
He just says, “son, there ain’t so many, but in this world, they exist by the plenty”

I know that life is real
And God’s always there
I’ve looked and I’ve searched
And it’s the same thing everywhere
What do we got
What can we stand
The only thing we’re given
To make us man
We’ve got blood and bone
We’ve got our own two hands
Blood and Bone
All across these lands
Blood and Bone, now, Blood and Bone

I didn't know that Mark Henry could write Song Lyrics!This good stuff,I'm surprised you haven't received more feedback!But,if you want to receive it's good to give as well.Good job,can't wait to see what you come up with next!