LYRIC

Droplets falling from within
New found creases on your skin
I sit and wait for one of you to go running

A plastic bag with all your things
Broken glass where I'm walking
How loud do I plead to make this end

How did we get here?
My broken stone

Sped off down a gravel road
Dust clouds hiding all I know
Time will heal the heart ache of the soul

How did we get here?
My broken stone
How did we get here?
My broken stone

How did we get here?
My broken stone
How did we get here?
My broken stone

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