Sleeping Bones

We're the 3rd from the sun
We're a long way from home
We are between land and sea
We are blessed and we're green

We're just killing some time
With a tune and a rhyme
Keep on opening doors
Too many alters and wars

It's a game
It's a shame
It's insane

Life is in the making
and death is just the same
The snapshot of the camera lens
of warriors with no name

In the silent soil of Eden
Lies the bones of a predator
From the sun and the stars
From a dreamless penitentiary