Will archaeologists dig up our bones?

And will they all wonder just what went wrong?

Will they all wonder what happened to me, to me, to me, to me?

Or will they wonder what's written on our lungs?

Search for the answers that don't come along

Will they uncover what happened to me, to me, to me, to me?

To me, to me, to me, to me?

Will they discover just what went wrong, went wrong?

Will they discover just what went wrong, went wrong?

We are fossils, we are fossils, we are fossils, oh

We are fossils, we are fossils, we are fossils, oh

Children hear stories of what we've known

Words will be life into fossils, stone

Scratch and surface but they don't know me, know me, know me, know me, know me, know me, know me, know me, know me, know

Will they discover just what went wrong, went wrong?

We are fossils, we are fossils, we are fossils, oh

We are fossils, we are fossils, we are fossils, oh

We are fossils, we are fossils, we are fossils, oh

Cold stone hands, they hold nothing

They'll reveal nothing All these hands that once did something

It meant something We all tried, but we knew nothing

Cold stone hands, they hold nothing They won't ever show us nothing

All these hands that once did something We all prayed, it meant something

We all tried, but we knew nothing

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing.