Form Another Stone – Camper Van Beethoven – letras

…tied to the wind, she tries to whisper damage to my sense, but I resistI am lashed to the Earth, I hear the sounds of her footsteps going around,She swells and recedesGrasping the summer soon she thinks she’s holding on when she’s notHear the sounds of the sun’s set going down, it dies with a whisperAnd I cry into the sea but the echoes of my tears follow me, fall down in to winterI look for my strength on the inside, I know it’s there, but to find itTakes it out, it knocks me down, I cry for a whisperI am tied to sun burns my back and the heat seeps my bones, I cry to hardenFrom another stone to melt away, this one might take years (but that’s alright)Until I turn around to hear the sound of the horses’ thundering around in my headI’m wondering aloud…Think another thought while the wheels turn around over me rubbing me into the