Touch Stone - Fucked Up

You are who I remember

Me I was just an ember

Now I’m a stone sleeping in the cinders

You are the flame dancing on the tinder

Touch the stone

Hear the sound

Warm your hands

Pass it down

Cold stones stay the same

Warm ones can still change

Nights of fire are a warning

Leaving ash for the morning

Sound is how we see the world

I was made by waves and words

Notes and chords are my mother

I can hear God hum another

Touch the stone

Hear the sound

Warm your hands

Pass it down

We’re the same

In a different time

You can take it

It isn’t mine

There’s a new shape in the mountain

Be a river, carve a fountain

You’re the source

I’m the echo

Be the new stone

When I let go

Passion from a stone

Fill it up and make it roll

Break apart and just float

To the beach where we all go

Play to give the sound a home

Hear and I’ll never be alone

Hold my hand from the other side

Sing those songs and we will never die