Виниловая Нейра A Little Stone

Life's run is slowing down
They’re packing me in a box
The flame is flickering out
But they’re still throwing rocks

When I become a little stone in the woods
I’ll forgive all the debts for bad and for goods
I’ll watch from the moss as the wild grows fast
Forgive me, my friends. I’m free at last

Words are just wind — they blow and they fade
I’m done with the fights and the games that we played
No more debating, no more of the rage
I’m drifting away to a brand-new stage

The roots of the trees will embrace me so tight
No more empty talk in the middle of night

When I become a little stone in the woods
I’ll forgive all the debts for bad and for goods
I’ll watch from the moss as the wild grows fast
Forgive me, my friends. I’m free at last

I’ve dropped the collar of heavy old debts
Let the critics keep hunting for all my regrets
Keep hunting, keep hunting, you snakes

I’ll listen to meadows, their whispers and sighs
I was way too loud, I was drunk in their eyes
Now I’ll be cold, solid, and wise

When I become a little stone in the woods
I’ll forgive all the debts for bad and for goods
I’ll watch from the moss as the wild grows fast
Forgive me, my friends. I’m free at last

Covered by leaves and the winter’s cold snow
No more of this race, nowhere else to go
No meetings, no reports, no more of the grind
I’ve kept my spark in the granite, refined

Let someone else finish the race to the line
I’m part of a dream that is ancient and fine
Just a gray stone where the old spirits dwell
Forgetting the anger, forgetting the hell

When I become a little stone in the woods
I’ll forgive all the debts for bad and for goods
I’ll watch from the moss as the wild grows fast
Forgive me, my friends. I’m free at last