Stone Throat

It was the longest winter
And then the shortest spring
We need an endless summer
I want to spread my wings
I want the wild and the wayward
You seek the subtle and quiet
Maybe I’m too damn selfish
Maybe you’re too damn nice

A stone throat can’t sing
A wooden heart won’t beat
I’m trying to find the balance
Between the sacred and the street
A stone throat can’t sing
A wooden heart won’t beat
I’m gonna meet you in the middle
Between the wanting and the need

I’m gonna fly to the mountains
Where I can wet my beak
In the clear cool waters
Of Texas Creek
I want to take you with me
I want you by my side
Feeling everything at once
And having nothing to hide

A stone throat can’t sing
A wooden heart won’t beat
I’m trying to find the balance
Between the sacred and the street
A stone throat can’t sing
A wooden heart won’t beat
I’m gonna meet you in the middle
Between the wanting and the need

A stone throat can’t sing
A wooden heart won’t beat
A stone throat can’t sing
I’m sick of letting you down
A wooden heart won’t beat
You’re tired of letting me go
A stone throat can’t sing
We’re trying to find the balance
A wooden heart won’t beat