Andrew Brozek - Stones and a Glass Lyrics

I stayed for too long
Where the soil's not fertile
The days left me starving
And the night left me thirsty
For an old-fashioned crying
A cold ring on the counter
Watch as they go
My spirit and person
So tear at the splinters
Rot of the past
Mourn what remains
These stones and a glass
These stones and a glass
In walked a light
The night after poor harvest
Beside me she sits
As my walls crash down
I wander through the hills
That no man has treaded
Inside her silence
The sweetest of sounds
So tear at the splinters
Rot of the past
Mourn what remains
These stones and a glass
These stones and a glass
Now late September
No longer is she waiting
Her heart is restless
But it's kinder to me
And she takes a step down
And turns right around
Just as I arrive
Well, it's time I leave alone
So tear at the splinters
Rot of the past
Mourn what remains
These stones and a glass
These stones and a glass