Grandmas Bow by Buried Beds Lyrics

She's wrapping ribbons round his wrist
She ties a bow and leaves a kiss
He digs a hole to catch his breath
He falls inside and hits his head

Lead soldiers line the hall-
Your grandma lifts her bow-
Your death begins to call-
Count six more feet to go

Your father lies upon the ground
Somebody's hand has struck him down
A wooden box to stretch her strings-
Do you remember what it means?

Lead soldiers line the hall-
Your grandma lifts her bow-
Your death begins to call-
Count six more feet to go
Lift your bow
A family curse that kills a man
I'll have my children when I can
I play thе part and try to hide
I keep my voice and let it diе

Up in the hallway
Wrapped up in boxes
She keeps the words to bring us home-

He can't recall all of the days when we were young
But my brother is all I can make if them-
To bring us home