Rock, Pebble, Stone

You pushed my head under the water

I lost my breath, but the skyline called my name

The wilds the wilds the wilds they pull you in

These miles we’ve walked and miles we talked have been

The first time I am not alone in my head

By itself, oneself, can’t find where it began

The dust you’ll find beneath my feet

Reminds me of the simpler things

When it was only you and me

But now I see, now I see

So we all fall asleep

So we laugh and play

So we drink and eat

So we count our time

So we know our keep

But it floats away,

Nothing seems to stay these days

Fragile and weak

It’s been years and now

I get a moment to speak

And all I think about

Is what to say

When you’re face to face with nothing

And nothing will escape your lips

The clouds, the clouds, the clouds

They take their shape

We dream that in their billows

Are answers to this place

You ask me to surrender

You’re sure it’s what I’ll take

We broke our bread together

And cursed it at the gates

I’m a son of a father

My mother’s oldest one

You make your trade with your brothers

Sister you’re not the only one

Head to toe I’m drowning

I told you not to speak

Frail and fragile weak dim

The light down on the street.

But the light still lingers

In my eyes

I’m a son of a father

My mother’s oldest one

You make your trade with your brothers

Sister you’re not the only one