Stones

Hold me now I'm freaking out My bones are cold Bolted down I'm well endowed It's getting old You surround me for the last time Far too loud we can't get past mine My wounds are still open I'm sick of invoking a deity despised But for some small moments, our stones keep on rolling, the ringing subsides See the sun We're never done I'm followed home Speak up son I hear no one It's in my bones You surround me for the last time Far too loud we can't get past mine My wounds are still open I'm sick of invoking a deity despised But for some small moments, our stones keep on rolling, the ringing subsides You can sleep, but you'll never rest