bill miller – pile of stones lyrics
garbage fires, worn out tires
dull jackknives, broken lives
starts and stops, at old p-wn shops
boys first fish, drunkards wish
thoughts of war, behind a motel door
strangers touch, on a broken crutch
old man sing under an eagles wing
cigarette spark, stray dog bark…
as long as the gr-sses grow
and the four winds blow
i feel your prayers from home
in this pile of stones
old bike frames, the candles flame
high school dances, never had a chance
fly off in a rage, like a bird in a cage
baptized in the water, death of my father
sun goes down, on this part of town
boxers fist, junkies wrist
deserted tracks, i ain’t goin back
buffalo bones, old grave stones
as long as the gr-sses grow,
and the four winds blow
i feel your prayers from home
in this pile of stones, stones, stones…
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