Hand in the Attic - Garlic Mine Lyrics

Pebbles along the bottom of a stream
Daisies under water by the shore
Digging to the center of the earth
I'm going home
I'm going home
Ceniza, saguaro de la mina
You don't want me
But you would haunt me
My heart is a rock
I throw down my rock
Kick it in the street
I'm not in the dirt
It's just my rock in the dirt
My hands are clean
My head is clean
I'm not a rock
I'm not a rock
Sonita, estrellas cobres
I'm going home
I'm going home
If I lose you
I will see you in the dark
And if I can't hear you
I'll go under water
And if I can't feel you
I will consume a little more
And when I do
I will see you
And I will hear your voice
And I will find your rock