He's bringing back bones from the Day of the Dead in the south   Puts them together, and plays them, puts them together and plays them   when she's asleep, when she's asleep, and the trees round the house go:   oh, what a sound   we feel it in the ground   our roots wrap around   the bones you're singing bout   the bones you're singing bout      You thought you could keep it a secret   You thought you could keep it a secret   but now it's out   out      You thought you could keep it all inside   Thought you were big enough to hide it   it's out   out      Thought that I knew the song, what did I know   Thought that these limitations were my home   but now I'm out   out      I'm filled with your breath like the tree is filled with the wind   Filled with your breath like the tree is filled with the wind   In your garden, in your garden   In your garden, in your garden   In your garden, in your garden   do you have a garden?      do you have a garden?      When she wakes up in the morning, everything will seem the same   but I will be out   I will be out   I will be out