Broken Stone - Stonefield

Droplets falling from within

New found creases on your skin

I sit and wait for one of you to go running

A plastic bag with all your things

Broken glass where I’m walking

How loud do I plead to make this end

How did we get here?

My broken stone

Sped off down a gravel road

Dust clouds hiding all I know

Time will heal the heart ache of the soul

How did we get here?

My broken stone

How did we get here?

My broken stone

How did we get here?

My broken stone

How did we get here?

My broken stone