Originally aired March 29 2008

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Terra Naomi - Flesh For Bones (acoustic version) - lyrics

I’m sitting here frozen in this bed I made
Considering the weight of the bricks I laid now that I’m through
One by one sealed every crack that I could slip between to find my way back
Find my way back home to you

And I’m burning all my bridges
with these matches I light
To illuminate my path to what is right
And even if it’s true what they say
that you can’t go back home
once you’ve cast it away
I would still have left tonight

You know baby I would be with you if I could
To trade my flesh for your bones
I would, I would, I would, I would, I would…

I carry with me on my way
All the ghosts of all the love
that I let slip away
The heavy weight of promises made
That if I could exonerate
I might just lift off today

And I’m burning all my bridges
with these matches I light
To illuminate my path to what is right
And even if it’s true what they say
that you can’t go back home
once you’ve cast it away
I would still have left tonight

You know baby I would be with you if I could
To trade my flesh for your bones
I would, I would, I would, I would, I would…

I chased your memory from my mind
But every song I write is just a wish to find you, near or far
Through all the tears and all the time
That I been running blind
I still ain’t got to where you are

And I’m burning all my bridges
with these matches I light
To illuminate my path to what is right
And even if it’s true what they say
that you can’t go back home
once you’ve cast it away
I would still have left tonight

You know baby I would be with you if I could
To trade my flesh for your bones
I would, I would, I would, I would, I would…

NOTES -

I was conceived sometime in the month of September in Missoula, Montana during a cross-country road trip. I would like to say that my parents carefully planned the event, had an attachment to Missoula, picked the music, created the mood, readied themselves to bring a new life into this world, but in reality, a condom broke.

Following a fairly unexceptional geeky art and music-filled, rejection-driven high school experience, I went off to the University of Michigan to study classical voice. Whereas high school was not what you might call a real social Mecca for me, I had been told that college would be different. It was true -- once there, I was finally able to find people with similar interests - namely loud music, drug use, and general self-destruction.

Needless to say, college was a blur, but I did learn one thing: I did not want to be a classical musician.

After graduation and a short period dedicated to getting to know my parents as the people they really are (read: moving home with Mom and Dad), I decided to go to New York City to explore the option of rock stardom. I picked up a guitar and wrote songs, played at clubs throughout the East Village, and subsequently pursued my other dream of becoming a waitress. The waitressing went well, with the exception of a few spills here and there and one unfortunate incident involving a plate of chicken curry and a designer handbag. After absorbing everything the service industry had to offer, I hit the road and booked a national tour. This resulted in high gas and mechanic bills and an offer to move out to Los Angeles to work with acclaimed producer Paul Fox. So here I am now, a successful screenwriter. (not really)

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