Fragile Bones

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"Scott doesn't just write songs, he captures moments and feelings and for a few minutes, he places you inside them. A foreign observer in a strange, but always compelling and beautiful place."
-Eli Aranda

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released 25 February 2012
Written and recorded by Scott McGough

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Track Name: We Knew That The Fire Had Been Set To Conceal The Fact That The Person Had Been Murdered Beforehand
Icy roads, stuck at home
Paw prints in a snow drift
Scattered words, bored complaints
Nothing gets done
Track Name: Walls
Blue eyes, blue veins
Protect your white skin
We strive for no shame
You have to say that I can come in

I wait with no sight
Days pass with no touch
I fall from the light
When I exist too much

Please don’t be so shy
Don’t hide your fragile bones
Don’t stop to wonder why
You walked so far from home

You close your door
You keep yourself so far
How long will it be before
I find out who you are?

Blue eyes, blue veins
Protect your white skin
We strive for no shame
Please say that I can come in
Track Name: Elias
Cry out
Or wait for the stones to cry out
Speak out loud
Write it down

Ask me about salvation
Ask me about suicide
I won’t fake an answer
But we’ll both know you want to know

I think He understands
I think I’m glad that no one else does
Track Name: Exhausted
The light is changing colors
There’s a breeze from the open window
Is everything ruined?
It smells like skin and cigarettes

Did you hear me?
No, I’ll say it one more time:
Should I tell him?
Or should I wait a while?

Are you sleeping?
I guess I’m sleeping, too
Track Name: You've Changed
Some will drift away and you’ll never know why
Am I imagining this tension in the air?
Some will go silent and change their clothes
School bus boys will cut their hair

You’ll be as many different people as you need to be
I love it when you lose track