This is a song about power, failure, and the people caught in between. Rolling the Stone tells the story of a man in a suit—puffed up with pride—pushing his wall of fear uphill, again and again. But the stone keeps slipping. It always does.

Set against a slow-burning folk-blues groove, the lyrics carry the weight of protest and persistence. Faces of the forgotten are carved into the stone. Executive orders go up in smoke. And still, somewhere in the cracks, green shoots grow.

This isn’t just a political song. It’s a warning. It’s a mirror. And maybe, just maybe, it’s a bit of hope wrapped in grit.

For anyone who’s ever felt the crush of systems built to divide us—this one’s for you.

Rolling the Stone

Rev. Haze