I watched a stone roll downhill
It was grey, small and hard
The hill was so steep, it hurt the stone
So fast it rolled, a trail of dust behind
I could've watched it for hours,
But it took it just one minute, only one
For it to reach the bottom
Will they say anything at all?
Whoever will worry their hearts?
I am numb, down to my spine
What is happening now, I wonder
Won't anyone tell me anything?
I am numb, down to my neck
I took a stone in my hand to throw downhill
It was red, and filled with hatred
The aura around us, was of ashes and fog
Dim and gloomy, were these eyes
Fiery and angered, from deepest chasm in earth
...Was this stone made from
I guess that's what one call a rock...
And downhill you go as well...
Of sadness, grief and sickness, I am made of
May I ever see the sky again?
I am numb, down to my fingers
Grail filled with absinth, I once spilled…
Shall I perish into that shade?
I am numb, down to my bones
I threw a stone to roll downhill
It was brown, large yet hollow
The grass was so torn, bleak and beaten
From the stones I've thrown
If it wasn’t for the bird nearby,
I would've apologized to the grass
But she pecked after something, for something
I guess she knew what she was searching for
May I be reborn in that bird's nest?
So I could touch the air with my full body
I am numb, I won't fly far
Whereto shall I wander, I wonder
May I travel with this wind?
I am numb, I won't go long
One last stone I shall cast downhill
Before I gaze upon that sky
My fingers found one, with the shades
Of sorrow, opal and ocean
And of its beauty that shone, I shed a drop
That landed on the stone
I let it rest in my palms before I rose,
And cast it downhill
And I fell backwards in the grass
To gaze upon that barely seen sky
I am numb, down to my heels
And now this air of smoke and fog
Shall fill my lungs with wounds
I am numb, deep in my head