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God of Bones

G                      C                     
Well your bones are always dissolving 
G                             D 
But they're always reforming too 
G                        C        
Osteoclasts flash past Osteoblasts
G                         D
One breaking you down one making you new
G                                  C          
And your teeth are bones that are filled with blood
G                    D
Hard sharp minerals made to bite 
G                                     C         
So that you can crack through a deer's tibia
G                    D
Oh Apatites feed your appetite
G                            C      D
And we have names for the stones we grow
G                        C       D
Inside of this flesh we call our home
G                 C      D
Hydroxyapatite keep me whole
G                        C           D
And I'll sing my praise to the God of Bones
Chorus:
   G   D   G    D   C   G    D     G       
Of Bones! Of Bones! The God of Bones!

And inside of them all is soft marrow
That makes the blood in your veins
It flows through the honeycomb osteons
And then havers along its way
And your fingers have never had any muscle
Just bones and the sinews between
The tender edge of this homunculus
Is a puppeteers sticks and strings
And if you should shatter your leg in two
You bones will never give up on you
Living rock stitching together anew
Come see what the God of Bones can do!
Of Bones! Of bones! The God of Bones!
        

Lyrics

When you die your bones stay behind
Or at least some of them will
The dense apatite of the cortical shell
Will endure while the rest melt into the soil
And they'll sit and remember the long story
That they have helped you to tell
Your sickness, your fractures, the length of your days
Until they dissolve and forget it as well
So reach up to your skull and feel for the seams
At the front, the back, and the ridge in between
Hard plates stitched round a waking dream
There's scriptures writ into the sutures now read
The God of Bones Synarthrosian creed
That says "go fly while you still have wings!"
For the world is hard, cold and mean
But your bones are made of sterner things
Your bones are made of sterner things!
All your bones! All your Bones!  All your Bones!
Belong to the God of Bones!
    

Song Notes

One of our "Weird Bangers" collection, this song is informed by our time spent doing bone research (no jokes please) in 2018-2019. Bones are made of a Carbonate Hydroxyapatite (a mineral), so "Apatites feed your Appetite". The haversian canals are what the blood flows out of after it is made in your marrow, and to haver is a Scottish word meaning to meander, to chat and so forth so "havers along its way". Synarthrosis are the asututes joints between bones, most notably in the skull. You fingers really don't have any muscles in them, and the homunculus is the map of the human body as defined by density of nerve endings.

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