For it's all in what a child sees the trick so cold alone with seasons gone he won't be long his heart just turned to stone turned the stone. The times they've spanned a million tears a guest...a chair his home no reasons heal the pain he feels for the things he must atone turn the stone. Yet he walks on through the dimmer part of his anxious moon of hearts dancing in dew light as he spins his frozen cares to the start turn the stone. He will search for what is written the Book...this too shall pass forgetting that it's over nothing always lasts turn the stone. So what's it going to take dear one to see the light from the side you're on must he die to prove it is art or life buried by the lie turn the stone. Break free just let it be no words within disguise blind not free afraid to be alone with all that ever was...arise turn the stone. Love is lost that has no home no reason to be no room for hopes and prayers asked till love is what we seek turn the stone. turn the stone.