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.