Song Description
A new father stalks about his house at night convinced a home invader will crash through his door at any moment. meanwhile his wife is quite nonchalant about it all.
Song Length |
4:22 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Diplomatic |
Subject |
6th Sense, Intuition, Fear |
Similar Artists |
Ryan Adams |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
TERROR BONE
My terror bone it aches
There's a jungle full of snakes
Beyond my back garden
A siren splits the night
There's a veiled silent light
Did someone say pardon?
So roll yourself over give me your look
Turn down the light and close up your book
I want to talk about it what do you think
There's everything to lose in our life
A life worth living
Except for my terror bone that aches
Except for my terror bone that aches
My Sara she just shrugs
She don't know these bugs
That crawl beneath my skin
She don't check the locks
She don't watch the clocks
She don't see no shark's fin
So roll yourself over . . .
She's on the telephone
Relaxed in conversation
I nurse my terror bone
It's my own condemnation
It's my own condemnation
My child drifts off to sleep
As silently I creep
From window to window
My terror bone it aches
Our door it's going to break
It's me or the Rambo
So roll yourself over . . .