Faded Stone

My faded stone is singing
Her voice is clear and mountain-high

Iâ??m dazed from hours of waiting
For anything to come alive

Stretching the time and floating
And thinking how youâ??re past your prime

Iâ??m dazed from hours of waiting
For anything to come alive

Tell me no more
About the endless roar
The ocean was yours
Until I picked you out

Just let me hear your wailing
Creep in my head and fill my soul

Suppose I kept on bleeding
Would you be there to touch me cold

Death at my door
Smiling and hanging around
I crawl on the floor

Faded
Jaded
But I wonâ??t let her in
Tonight

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