OLD STONE TABLE

A May without rain
Green behind black
The loyal red dog stands out over the grey
Barely time to break
The breaking of backs

Aah

Thrown down in haste
Immortalised
A hammer tells me more than words could then
Find your best face
It’s back to the grind

Aah

The old stone table
I’ve known since eight
In a place I love
But he’s grown to hate

Left to right
Bright to shadow
More and more it’s overgrown
Smile slight
And frown of battle
Boldly on to the unknown

Left to right
Bright to shadow
More and more it’s overgrown
Smile slight
And frown of battle
Boldly on to the unknown

Sell it on
Sell it on and make me well