
Lyrics:
There they go,
returning to stone.
Where they roll,
No one can know.
What they hold,
A tight grip on the soul.
So, you know,
they love throwing stones.
And, so you've flown,
Now that you're grown.
The ground bel…
Nice. So atsompheric
Hey Chris man, love your fingerpicking in here, as well as y…
Nice
Atmospheric and beautiful song, bro! Great composition and v…
