Tom Kimmel -- "Bones (Live)"

This is an oldie (try 1994) but times are extremely few that a release by anyone retains similar impact and eloquence from the first cut to the last. "Bones" does just that.

This one ("Fatherless Son") will especially stick with you --

Got his snakeskin boots and his steel guitar
A ring with his initials, that’s all his daddy left him
When he set out driving a cold blue dawn

Got a half-moon scar where his mama’s new boyfriend
Taught him how to watch his mouth, a wound the size of Texas
No one ever wanted to talk about

Ain’t it true boy in this old world no one hangs around too long?
Were the heroes you looked up to just out for number one?

Outside his window tonight he cuts the screen
The boys are looking for a fight
Running wild and mean
The stage is set, the street swept clean
And wrong is close enough to right
You can see his hands shaking
He’s loading his gun
A hurt this big gotta hurt someone
It can’t be fooled or outrun
He’s a Fatherless Son

There’s an old blue Dodge sittin’ back in the yard
Daddy always meant to fix, took a hammer and a black crowbar
Bashed that baby, just for kicks

And there’s a cold wind rising off the desert floor
A sign of things to come, the wheel of war in motion
Rolling ‘cross the border of a heart so young

There’s a road laid at his feet, the wind is at his back
He’s racing like an eagle straight down the track

Outside his window tonight he spreads his wings
The boys are looking for a fight
Running wild and mean
The stage is set, the street swept clean
And wrong is close enough to right
You can see his hands shaking, he’s aiming his gun
A hurt this big gotta hurt someone
It can’t be fooled or outrun
He’s a Fatherless Son

As will "What You Stole From Me" --

It was last year in December on a night much like this one
In fact, way too much like it for me
When the snow fell on the rooftops and a soft rain soon followed
And the town closed to sleep off the freeze

When you called me you were nervous, but you hid that in anger
That’s how you so often come clean
But the sad part and the truth is you imagine it’s righteous
When it’s just how you cover your grief

You ask how I am, and I’m keepin’ you guessin’
With some lies even I don’t believe
But I’ve shut down in rage and I’ve raged in my sorrow
I’m still trying to pay for what you stole from me

So your promise, was it nothing?
Was it your good intention?
Was it only a figure of speech?
Was it real for a moment?
And did the moment have meaning?
Was it lost in the folds of our sheets?

When you whispered I love you, did I misunderstand it?
Do you just want what you’ll never reach?
And was our love a mirror, and your own reflection
What you were most frightened you’d see?

You ask how I am, and I’m keepin’ you guessin’
With some lies even I don’t believe
But you lied when you said love is given, not borrowed
And I’m trying to pay for what you stole from me

Yeah it’s cold out, but colder inside
And I fear it may turn even colder tonight

Now there’s someone with a new plan, in a new line of business
A new kind of ice to fall through
With a suitcase and a true heart and a new kind of trying
To give me what I need from you

I’ve prayed for release, I’ve prayed for your blessing
And I’ve prayed I would die in my sleep
I’ve prayed to forget you in the love of another
And I’ve prayed you would come home to me

So I’m holding her out, and I’m keepin’ her guessin’
With some lies I wish I could believe
This hurt here inside is too much for one man
And she’s trying to pay for what you stole from me
Yes, she’s trying to pay for what you stole from me 

Plus, "Poetic Justice" --


So I was not the one you wanted
Well you can see I’m reconciled
Must you be so disappointed?
Can you not carry on in style?

Is it too much to say we loved hard
Till the world fell back in place
And left us where we are?

I feel like the king when the queen loses faith
And the crowd rushes in to tear down the gate
While the whole palace slept, and I never rang the bell
Maybe that’s poetic justice, but it’s pretty hard to tell

When the fortune wheel is spinning
Luck is fortune’s dirty joke
And a player’s chance of winning
Is diminished by his hope

Can’t you laugh just to think of the gold
We had running through our hands
When we were on a roll?

I feel like the king when the queen loses faith
And the crowd rushes in to tear down the gate
And declare what was mine I stole from someone else
Maybe that’s poetic justice, but it’s pretty hard to tell

It’s hard to tell why solid ground surprised us when we fell
It’s hard to say it’s life or death
Or just so many bitter words beneath your breath

Is it too much to say we loved hard
Till the world fell back in place
And left us where we are?

I feel like the king when the queen loses faith
And the crowd rushes in to tear down the gate
And declare what was mine I stole from someone else
Maybe that’s poetic justice, but it’s pretty hard to tell

I feel like the king when the queen loses hope
And the crowd rushes in to raise the gallows pole
And declare what they must do, I’m doing to myself
Well if that’s poetic justice, how can anybody tell? 

The Play List

01 A Small Song
02 Bigger Than Both Of Us
03 Hearts Are Bound To Be Broken
04 Fatherless Son
05 The Blue Train
06 The Bridge
07 Next Of Kin
08 History
09 What You Stole From Me
10 More Like The Devil Than Dana Cooper
11 Poetic Justice
12 Shallow Water

Do check "Bones" out on ITunes.