Fiddler's

Made of bones But I cling to you You're only made of bones I find something to hold on to Even if you shatter Give me one more second It all won't be over just yet I find myself swallowing Just before they turn to Once the sandstorm swallows us Before After everything I hope you've been doing ok I'm ready for another time I can be happy again Once everyone approaches the green that lies just ahead We can all remember the place you came from and went