Dressed and grays and blues and yellows Found it deep in the backyard Underneath the cruel bent blades Rock collecting can be so hard A multicolored promise I'll one day find them all I'll lay them all around me And slowly build a wall Foamy quartz on milky green You held my hand and whispered sometimes I feel the weight of everything Your hazel eyes shined in the sunshine A multicolored promise Creases map my hands Pain ground into wisdom That nobody understands Relaying all my thoughts until they're warped and frayed Swallowed up and quickly lost by the rock found on that day A pure and simple silence a sharp and quelling dream Pile them high and fill the gaps, a dam built to drown the screams Chipped out from a fossil bed The smell of oil snaily spirals I've always been haunted by what I've said I try to be careful where my feet fall A multicolored promise Difficult to find Lived and died and swallowed And pressed out one more time One day I'll go down, be covered by the dirt Swallowed up and quickly ground And added back into this earth I'll sit I'll combine with the others over time Pressed and polished till I shine And wait to be another's find