Breathing Stone - Nigel Kennedy

It had seemed a good idea

But on reflection she had

Lost her passing days in the tears

Covered up and kept it to herself;

Take the knocks and never tell

Whispers

Everyone had known

But it wasn’t done to come between

A man and wife, oh

Back in those days we crave

I’ll be gone

And you will forget

Only the record in stone

Will speak for me yet

The floors creak

To unseen feet

She is here again

Words from no human voice

Circle my throat

Invade the silence

And catch my hands

I’ll be gone

And you will forget

Unseen, I’ll be there

When it’s quiet

And you’re alone

The house will start to talk to you

It can tell

Through it’s old bones

The memories of long ago

Alive in stone