A Stone Would Cry Out - Sam Roberts

The cinematic after effects of alcohol

Have led me to believe

That there’s nothing more beautiful

Than a face as it starts to fade

From your memory, what had once been clear as the day

Obscured by the shade

And I was always the thorn to your rose

A long string of disappointing days

Led me to concede that I’d been losing sleep

And I’m tired and frayed at the seams

And things are changing in me

It’s been two hard months since I could call you my own

It cuts to the bone

Is there anything that I can do when I’ve been turned into stone

But I was always the thorn to your rose

Some doors are better left closed

You move like a rolling wave

One that don’t fade when it’s gone

Beyond a doubt it gets so hard that a stone would cry out

I know there’s a lesson in here

But it’s so hard to find

I’ve been searching my mind

A little pearl of wisdom for the later years

When the thread of this life starts to unwind

I never had to fight for my love

But that’s over I know

It’s just how it goes

I never had to fight for my love

But that’s over I know

It’s just how it goes

And you move like a rolling wave

One that don’t fade when it’s gone

Beyond a doubt it gets so hard, it gets so hard

That a stone would cry out

Some doors are better left closed

Some say this place makes it hard to hold your head up

Some days this face makes me feel like I’ve been set up