Baby Bones - Laura Stevenson, Laura Stevenson and the Cans, The Cans

Baby bones, are you cold?

Gather up your scattered toes

And I will hold them close

Baby bones, are you cold?

Are you cold baby bones?

A clattering of tones is

Throwing me off some

And often you’re lonesome

'Cause as awful as it is

We all have forgotten not to forget

Anything about the way you say it

Anything about the way you play it

Anything about the way you say it

You say it so hollow, hello