Letra de A Pocketful of Stones
He's sending stones skimming and flying Circles spinning out his time Though the Earth is dying, his head is in the stars Chances are this spark's a lifetimeOut of touch, he'll live in wonder Won't lose sleep, he'll just pretend In his world he won't go under Turns without him till the endRivers run dry, but there's no line on his brow Says, he doesn't care who's saved It's just the dice you roll, the here and now And he's not guilty or afraidOne day, he'll slip away Cool water flowing all around In the river and on the ground Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other livesUntil then he'll live in wonder He won't fight or comprehend In his world he won't go under Turns without him till the end