Click on the title to get the file into a player so you can hear it. I wrote this 4 years ago standing in the rain waiting for a bus.
Oh your words
are written in the water
but your deeds
are set in stone
but even stone
can be worn by water
when ten thousand
years have flown
Speak your truth
and it will be a rock to you
speak your lies
the rock is gonna come a-flood
Do you suppose
in that fearful landscape
the rock can tell
the water from blood
