Holding Stones Holding stones above my head Heart in my - TopicsExpress

Holding Stones Holding stones above my head Heart in my hands Crying out unto the dead Where do we turn now? Sinking down in the mud of my making Picking dry all the bones of my breaking Where do we turn now? There’s a rock in hand *The tombstone Seen from where I stand *We both know I’ll take that piece home tonight We’re in different worlds *The night falls No relief, no words *The light calls I’ll take that piece home tonight Tried to steel my heart to this A long time ago Buried deep inside my bliss I never let go Foolishly I closed my eyes, Wouldn’t believe I’d be standing where I stand Destined to grieve Drown in regret Everlasting remorse Forgive, forget Who can open that door?