1. Stone

From the recording Jack of All Fruits


Eyes like an open flame,
Would you have the time to waste?
Remember the way we danced?
And I haven’t found a gaze that cuts between miles of space
That you close with just a glance

Gone like the rope again
Did I reconcile, friend,
The shadow I brought to you?
If I let my fingers trace,
If I could reset the shame,
Would I recognize the truth?

Would you fold your hand again?