Standing at water
That looks like
Gla**
A world of blue is
What I see
It's smooth and flat
Inside my hands
And I wish I could
Ride
As I set it free
I'm standing
Skipping stones
On a clear blue pane
Of sea
Skipping stones
Just one touch
And the water is all
Its own
But all things
Change
As time goes by
Moving on to bigger
Seas
And not quite
Knowing why
The search for
Happiness
Reaching for piece
Of mind
Hoping that
Something more
Than stones is what
We'll find
No time for
Skipping stones
On a cool blue pane
Of gla**
Skipping stones
Water surrounds
You
But the time for
Rings has past
Sometimes I stand
And
Look at all that
Must be done
It seems as though
It's way too much
For only one
I try to think back
To that giant pane
Like sea
And how the rings
Would grow
From a small flat
Rock and me
Skipping stones
On a clear blue pane
Of gla**
Skipping stones
The water
Surrounds you
But the time for
Rings has past
Skipping stones
On a clear blue pane
Of gla**
Skipping stones
The water
Surrounds you
But the time for
Rings has past
The water
Surrounds you
But the time for
Rings has psat