Letras
I know I can keep my faith alive
Each day long pastures green
One tremor would take me for a ride
Life’s rarely what it seems
We often outstay our welcome time
A heart on trial’s alone
I lay bare what I got left to show
Just like the growing stone
The growing stone
A tear is water salted with pain
The growing stone has seen
Though used to be “is” right now it’s “was”
Part of a larger scheme
My days are held up by silent nights
With northern lights we blend
But we must be like the growing stone
Rolling from land to land
The growing stone
The growing stone
The growing stone
The growing stone