Skeletons talk if you know how to listen
Sharing their hallowed secrets and then some

What we know is what we are
What we show is a history of scars
No discovery without sacrilege
Digging up a past to build a bridge

Within the earth the stuff of stars
Creation of a million different wars

Giving up the ghost so more can live
Holding onto more secrets than our hands can give
A history hidden by a billion years
Seeking out the truth between the tears

We’re all just made up of where we’ve been
A broken-gapped bridge between now and then

Nothing and nowhere falling in between
What is known is what is seen
We’ve had our moments marked in time
Scratched into rocks and written in rime

Knowledge in a graveyard
The story in our bones
Knowledge in a graveyard
Buried deep beneath the stones
Knowledge in a graveyard
The origin of our homes
Knowledge in a graveyard
Discovering unknowns

The years have passed before our knowing
Before long all the gaps are showing
Little gained without our growing
Where we’ve been is where we’re going

Knowledge in a graveyard
The story in our bones
Knowledge in a graveyard
Buried deep beneath the stones
Knowledge in a graveyard
The origin of our homes
Knowledge in a graveyard
Discovering unknowns