​bones on the beach Paris Paloma

[Verse 1]
When I'm lying in my bed, I like to pretend
That my body is just bones on the beach
It's the first time I feel rested
Since my mother's womb, I slept in
My last home between the stones and the sea
Some overzealous anthropology professor
With all his students in tow
Carry spades and books for studying
Stumbling, discover me
I implore them to leave me alone

[Chorus]
Say, "Give me one millennium more there"
Maybe I will belong more there
Than any place in which I was living
When I'm bones on the beach

[Verse 2]
With the end long past nigh one eternal sigh
I've no breath that is left to release
And the loudness of mind has been gone since I died
Was I meant in this life to find peace
Before I became bones on the beach?
I hear footsteps and bones, they cannot look left
But I register her stepping nearby
Her face is peaceful
She's looked upon life's evil
And considered it next to infinite skies
She doesn't ask for more time