The Gloria Switch - Stones On Stones

Bare trees
Frozen ground
Fallen leaves
Blowin' 'round
Time has passed, you're no longer young
Strange words in an ancient tongue

Hollow comfort from a holy man
Pretty lies, fast as he can
A life recounted and burnished some
Cold cold wind in the winter sun

Stones on stones
A field of bones
Everybody has a story
Every body has a plot
Stones on stones
A field of bones
You'll be lying here forever
Where you can be what you were not

A giving father and a loving son
Shined his light on everyone
Now and then, he liked his gin
No harm in that, it's not a sin

He went to work, he did what he did
A man has got to feed his kids
He never meant to hurt anyone
Let him rest, what's done is done

Stones on stones
A field of bones
Everybody has a story
Every body has a plot
Stones on stones
A field of bones
You'll be lying here forever
Where you can be what you were not

With all respect, let's not say any more
The rest is best kept behind closed doors
God in his mercy is righteous and true

That's what you say, but according to whom?

I'm so tired
I'm so so tired
I need to rest my
My weary head
I'm so tired
I'm so so tired
I can't sleep until
Until I reach my bed

Stones on stones (I'm so tired)
A field of bones (I'm so so tired)
Everybody has a story (I need to rest my)
Every body has a plot (my weary head)
Stones on stones (I'm so tired)
A field of bones (I'm so so tired)
You'll be lying here forever (I can't sleep until)
You can be what you were not (my grave will be my bed)

Written by:
Scott Becker

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