Skippin Stone

On the west slope comin around like it's a sin Hanging on to a feather like it's a long lost friend Sometimes the cold and dark make you think like a mid summer daydream Hang it up when it's closing time let the mockingbird sing hold me steady And leave me breathless I can't be left alone The I in the irony cast over me like tyranny won't you let me go As fate would have it I aint just a skippin stone I've rounded my edges I dull any knife put to my throat I got a long way to go ain't a place I know But I ain't crawling back home If you want someone to throw around I ain't your skippin stone Crossin over a mountain pass There's ice on the road Knuckles white on the steering wheel My eyes on Idaho Like a four leaf clover just my luck to make it through I think it's cause, I ain't with you hold me steady And leave me breathless I can't be left alone The I in the irony cast over me like tyranny won't you let me go As fate would have it I aint just a skippin stone I've rounded my edges I dull any knife put to my throat I got a long way to go ain't a place I know But I ain't crawling back home If you want someone to throw around I ain't your skippin stone