Bent Knee Cradle Of Rocks
When you lay you down the night starts to spin for fear of missing out
The dead heat of words and prose and scenes
You just can't let it go
Edges of your eyes strobing in the weak night running out
You're never too young to rest
So won'tcha take it slow
Small as you are
Lost in thought
Dreaming of love
Cradle of rocks
You don't even know the dices that you'll roll the dips in the road
White-knuckle your bones to stay your course
You just can't let it go
If you're quick to hate and if you're slow to love, well that's your hitch to tow
You're never too old to change
So don'tcha prove me wrong
Small as you are
Lost in thought
Dreaming of love
Cradle of rocks
Pebbles dream upstram to grow into boulders
Holding up mountains and cairns rolling forward
