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[al:] |
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There's a simple satisfaction |
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In the skipping of a stone |
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Tossed across the water |
| [00:34.55] |
Sinking all alone |
| [00:38.90] |
Where we'll finally end our day |
| [00:41.89] |
The river hints but never tells |
| [00:47.18] |
And always calls my heart back |
| [00:49.96] |
Like the tolling of a bell |
| [00:57.56] |
I sit beneath a willow |
| [01:00.04] |
As the sun begins to fade |
| [01:02.71] |
Sketching out revisions |
| [01:05.44] |
To decisions that I made |
| [01:12.52] |
You may not hear the first time |
| [01:15.19] |
You have to listen twice |
| [01:19.76] |
The last gasp of winter |
| [01:22.32] |
The cracking of the ice |
| [01:26.97] |
If you look close you're bound to see |
| [01:30.16] |
A hint of leaf beneath the snow |
| [01:35.17] |
There are only two directions |
| [01:37.85] |
To whither or to grow |
| [01:44.53] |
I sit beneath a willow |
| [01:48.00] |
As the sun begins to fade |
| [01:50.74] |
Sketching out revisions |
| [01:53.74] |
To decisions that were made |
| [02:36.29] |
There is no destination |
| [02:39.50] |
In the skipping of a stone |
| [02:44.24] |
Tossed across the water |
| [02:46.69] |
Sinking all alone |
| [02:51.36] |
Spun off of your fingertips |
| [02:54.04] |
Count the skips, not the tries |
| [02:58.40] |
For whatever else we're after |
| [03:02.18] |
There's no finish line or prize |
| [03:09.65] |
I sit beneath a willow |
| [03:12.25] |
As the sun begins to play |
| [03:14.76] |
These visions though so vivid |
| [03:17.82] |
Seem a thousand miles away |
| [03:21.03] |
I sit beneath a willow |
| [03:23.38] |
As the sun begins to play |
| [03:25.74] |
These visions though so vivid |
| [03:29.16] |
Seem a thousand miles away |
