Two stones...
I tell you a story
a story of two stones,
Stones that somehow became golden and gleaming stones in the bright heat of sunshine.
They stayed still on the shore
tolerating and savoring each slash and the lash of the waves.
They dried their tears away for what the ebb took away
because they knew that
what was taken would return back to a shore someday
and what drenched them allowed...
a story of two stones,
Stones that somehow became golden and gleaming stones in the bright heat of sunshine.
They stayed still on the shore
tolerating and savoring each slash and the lash of the waves.
They dried their tears away for what the ebb took away
because they knew that
what was taken would return back to a shore someday
and what drenched them allowed...