STONES

Stones Only Stones At the bottom of the river at the bottom of the well Water flows The water holds Silent stones Held lifeless below by weight and cold

And if they could Be lifted up To warm in the sun What would it change Lifeless Remain

Stones only Stones

So they are blind They are still Underneath the rush of life In a neverending twilight They struggle Against dreams Against dreams Bits of life through the trees Water pour over me

And if they could Be lifted up To warm in the sun What would it change Lifeless Remain

Stones only Stones only Stones