Stones

Hold me now
I'm freaking out
My bones are cold
Bolted down
I'm well endowed
It's getting old

You surround me for the last time
Far too loud we can't get past mine
My wounds are still open I'm sick of invoking a deity despised
But for some small moments, our stones keep on rolling, the ringing subsides

See the sun
We're never done
I'm followed home
Speak up son
I hear no one
It's in my bones

You surround me for the last time
Far too loud we can't get past mine
My wounds are still open I'm sick of invoking a deity despised
But for some small moments, our stones keep on rolling, the ringing subsides

You can sleep, but you'll never rest



Credits
Writer(s): James Edward Mathe
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