[Intro]
Here's a song I wrote after being traveling through the country and camping, and being in many different situations. And, and um, it's about that.
[Verse 1]
I'm coming home with a stone
Strapped onto my back
I'm coming home with a burning hope
Turning all my blues to black
I'm looking for a sacred hand
To carve into my stone
A ghost of comforts, angel's breath
To keep this life inside my chest
[Chorus]
This world falls on me
Dreams of immortality
Everywhere I turn
All the beauty just keeps shaking me
[Verse 2]
Now I woke up in the middle of a dream
I was scared the world was too much for me
Sejarez said, "Don't let go
Just plant thе seeds and watch them grow"
I've slept in rainy canyon lands
Cold drеnched to my skin
I always wake to find a face
To calm these troubled lands
Here's a song I wrote after being traveling through the country and camping, and being in many different situations. And, and um, it's about that.
[Verse 1]
I'm coming home with a stone
Strapped onto my back
I'm coming home with a burning hope
Turning all my blues to black
I'm looking for a sacred hand
To carve into my stone
A ghost of comforts, angel's breath
To keep this life inside my chest
[Chorus]
This world falls on me
Dreams of immortality
Everywhere I turn
All the beauty just keeps shaking me
[Verse 2]
Now I woke up in the middle of a dream
I was scared the world was too much for me
Sejarez said, "Don't let go
Just plant thе seeds and watch them grow"
I've slept in rainy canyon lands
Cold drеnched to my skin
I always wake to find a face
To calm these troubled lands
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