We were as stones gathered in a palm
Held tight and close, in the dark
Clinking together – rubbing each other smooth
Until – With one quick flick of the wrist
We were cast far and wide
With no way of returning one to the other
We were as stones gathered in a palm
Held tight and close, in the dark
Clinking together – rubbing each other smooth
Until – With one quick flick of the wrist
We were cast far and wide
With no way of returning one to the other