Adjy - Another Flammarion Woodcut lyrics

When she was a little girl, stepdad hurt her so I met her at 21 Inchoate, away from home We drove up to Illinois And ran through a glowing field of hope She was a new world... I was caught up in what could grow... Our heads trembling Our hearts in a race; Worried that the light we'd seen, had already taken place A vivid and bright night; I was praying eagerly to sleep Hiding away in my bunk, hoping that out there some part of me would keep Always thought I knew the song; I'd just memorized the words But truth grew through like a bramble weed Ripped up what I thought was me… I remember lying there, learning a joy that thrived in grief Thinking about a garden I left… Where there was nothing hiding you from me... When I was a little boy, my head set tempest rage My mom would comfort me- A spark lit in thick of hay- Told of a river stone -a quartz rock cut with my new name -a thought so troubling -a ringing I hear to this day... The little white stones You tossed in the water of my mind Made clear the water's edge But left waves behind: …All reflection… …taste on my tongue... Feels like… Light e c h o . (linger in my eye.) We tried stolen fire We tried form alone Give us a white stone! We tried etching names (with) Coal, gold, skin and bone… Give us a white stone! I tried to find it in that field of corn--buried in her eyes But all the names we called ourselves lost rarity with time And they'll build over what was there All I have only holds together for so long--and that thought almost k**ed me But the lovely sound of what you wrote, that only you and I know Holds me together And though it all goes Tell me again of the white stone