Every Story Ends in Stone Songtext
von Trey Anastasio

You walk through the yard
Never looking at the stones
They′re cold and they're hard
You run your hand along your bones
You′re feeling the same
As those before
Whose time is through
Your hand's on a name
And the moss is reaching up to you


The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you.

Voices as you're breathing in the timelessness
Voices as you release your selfishness
You′re running away
You hope the story leads you home
It might do so today
But every story ends in stone

The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you
The moss is reaching up to you.