Scissor paper rock
I’m river and I’m stoneI shiver but I knowI’m young but oh so old
Played scissor paper rockI’d run till I was caughtGames end but nothing stops
The rocks will turn to dustThe scissor starts to rustThe ink will fade with us.
A lily builds a homeIt grows inside my bonesBeen there since I was born
You can brood by a brookAnd whisper to waterDon’t worry, the dawn will dry your tearsSee the daylight as it flowsIt fills the holes… and souls grow wholeYou can moan to the moonYou can swoon in the sunsetDon’t hurry, your world won’t disappearSee the waves that drape the shoreThey fill the holes …and souls grow whole and old
I’m drifting towards the endThe sand keeps closing inBut water turns the bend
The trees reach for the skyThe roots begin to dryA nest becomes a shrine
You can brood by a brookAnd whisper to waterDon’t worry, the dawn will dry your tearsSee the daylight as it flowsIt fills the holes… and souls grow wholeYou can moan to the moonYou can swoon in the sunsetDon’t hurry, your world won’t disappearSee the waves that drape the shoreThey fill the holes …and souls grow whole and old
You can brood by a brookAnd whisper to waterDon’t worry, the dawn will dry your tearsSee the daylight as it flowsIt fills the holes… and souls grow wholeYou can moan to the moonYou can swoon in the sunsetDon’t hurry, your world won’t disappearSee the waves that drape the shoreThey fill the holes …and souls grow whole and old