The Stone

Written by：Mundy/Youth

Yah

Thanks for the stone

I feel it in my hand

And thanks to you

For trying to understand

As I feel it in my hand

I'm thinking about you

Standing on the seashore

And your thoughts are far away

Say goodbye to your troubles as they

Boar on the boat

Seeing them sail off in the sea

And seeing the ship sink

Well I wonder is there any room

Left on board for my troubles

I guess I could blow them away

In bubbles but a bubble would burst

Thanks for the stone

Thanks for the stone

Thanks for the stone

Thanks for the stone

I roll it 'round my knuckles

And did it sleep on the seabed

With the mussells and the cockles

As I lay on my bed

I drift into a dream

Sitting on the rocks naked drenched by the splashing sea

I makin' a paper boats

Out of my song

Sailing it free