Flesh And Bone - The Killers

I’ve gone through life

White-knuckled in the moments that left me behind

Refusing to heed the yield

I penetrate the force fields in the blind

They say I’ll adjust

God knows I must

But I’m not sure how

This natural selection picked me out to be

A dark horse running in a fantasy

Flesh and bone

Am I running out of time?

Flesh and bone

Somewhere outside that finish line

I square up and break through the chains

And I head like a raging bull

Anointed by the blood, I take the reins

Cut from the cloth, of a flag that

Bears the name of «Battle Born»

They call me the contender

Listen for the bell

My face flashing crimson from the fires of hell

What are you afraid of?

And what are you made of?

Flesh and bone

And I’m running out of time

Flesh and bone

And what are you made of?

Flesh and bone

Man I’m turning on a dime

Flesh and bone

This could decay

Like the valley below

Defenses are down

The stakes are high

(Scouting the crowd for a face of compassion)

The fairytale end

(To face off the journey that fathers no more)

The staggering blow

(You'll find the truth in the roots of desire)

You lead with your chin

(Thinkin' with your corners, just a compass and the sun)

This could be real

(Thinkin' with your corners, just a)

Simple

And what are you made of?

(Flesh and bone)

And I’m running out of time

(Flesh and bone)

What are you made of?

He faces forward

Trading in his blindness for the glow of love

And time is raging, may it rage in vain

And you always had it, but you never knew

So boots and saddles, get on your feet

There’s no surrender, cause there’s no retreat

The bells are sobbing, in this monster land

We are the descendants of giant men