A garage dirge utilizing my new guitar...
In parts of Europe, human bones were put into a charnel house after about 10 years, due to the overcrowding in cemeteries in bygone days. I liked the imagery...it's very much a metaphorical song. Hopefully a bit spooky as well...and I was trying to steal lead guitar riffs from Tom Verlaine and failed miserably :).
Charnel House July 2008
10 long years 'til you can move my bones
The flesh is weak but 10 years go slow
You had something to prove but what I don't know
I don't know where the memories go
There's no room for me here anyway
So dig up all the regret and decay
Move my bones to the charnel house
Then you can take your heart of stone
And don't come 'round no more
And leave this soul alone
I don't want you to haunt me anymore
Don't expect you to want me anymore
Leave this place and don't taunt me anymore
I don't want you to haunt me anymore
So just go and leave me in the charnel house
The darkness comes it's dark all the time
The flesh is still weak but that ain't no crime
I got no where to go there ain't nothing to see
Some solace for you there ain't nothing for me
JMB July 2008