bryyn - stone



im so tired of writing songs

tired of being alone

tired of living this life

tired of being a stone



one morning ill wake up and see

the truth in everything

ill figure it all out

and know who i am



one morning ill wake up and know

all of this will pass

seeds grass and trees 

everything we see



oh



im so tire of writing songs

tired of thinking what to say

tired of what i am

tired of being a stone



in one hundred years my name

will be forgotten and gone

from dust we come

and dust we go



tired of living alone 

tired of being apart



do