FLESH AND BLOOD (written by Josh Cunningham)



There are secrets in the soul of me

Things I keep inside

Places you will never see

Hidden under lock and key



Flesh and blood and skin and bone

You’re looking from the outside in

All you’ll see is what you’re shown

Flesh and blood and skin and bone



It’s par for the course it’s a matter of fact

People are all the same

They want to make my business theirs

Slandering my good name

All around my neighbourhood

People trying to say that I ain’t no good

Pointing their finger at me and mine

Look at what’s hanging on my clothesline



Flesh and blood and skin and bone

What’s mine in mine and mine alone

Stand at the window on your tippy toes

Blinds are down – skin and bone



Ashes come to ashes

Dust becomes to dust

My secret soul will never die

As my body surely must

When I’m buried under the ground

I’ll still be here in kind

Invisible and sinister

The things I leave behind



Flesh and bone and skin and blood

Bury my deep beneath the mud

When I die only thing that’s gone

Is flesh and blood, skin and bone






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