TURNING EVERY STONE

Disk art, courtesy of Mr. Ray Schoenherr
Words and Music by Phil Thompson. Copyright 2006.
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Watching the sands pour through your hourglass,
Trying to find a memory of something you could grasp
Sifting through your dreams, have you lost your life in the living?
And you find it's coming true, what you knew
So long, long, long, long ago

Watching the days grow older in your face
Saw your chances slipping by, like minnows through your hands
Desperate you run, can you catch that feeling
That you can't quite describe to yourself?
And you find it's coming through to the end
Of a long, long, long lonely road

Now you're living, you're living on your own
Living while you turn every stone, every stone,
You're turning every stone

Did you sell your soul for a little gold?
Did you find the things you needed when you've got your own time?
You're living all your dreams, can you catch a feel of the real ones?
Could you find the love
That you needed to fill your empty soul?

Now you're living, you're living on your own
Living while you turn every stone, every stone,
You're turning every stone

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