Murder By Death - Stone

STONE My well is dry, my words hollow,  Promises brittle as my bones.  You’ll get nothing from me,  You’re squeezing water from a stone  And I am fool enough to be this alone.   Ain’t you supposed to bend?  Ain’t you supposed to flex like a willow in the wind?  Ain’t it easier to bend?  I am the one who stayed behind  My will is iron.  I know that I haven’t learned a thing From the trouble, it’s got me in  And my troubles are just starting to begin.  Ain’t you supposed to bend?  Ain’t you supposed to flex like a willow in the wind?  Ain’t it easier to bend?  You run deep in me  Like the place where a river used to be.  And I know it was a long time ago  But now all that’s left is sediment and stone. Ain’t you supposed to bend?  Ain’t you supposed to flex like a willow in the wind?  Ain’t it easier to bend?  You are a diamond and I’m just coal,  If you are a river then I’m just stone,  You are flesh and I’m just bone.  You are a churning river shapin’ my stone,  You are the spring thaw,  You are the flow of the river,  You are endless - I’m just stone.  You are the river, I’m just the stone...