Little Stone's Throw

Little Stone’s Throw

Moving the stereo, the radio and furniture is easy,
Pack the box, load the truck, wave goodbye, get a new key
My sister’s little babe, when I left, was only 4 weeks old
Now I’m over here and man it’s hard to feel whole

Thought I would always be just a little stone’s throw
From the place I was born, my people, the country I know
When I was young all that I dreamed of was riding free
If you’d told me then what would happen I’d never believe

Little stone’s throw
Just a little stone’s throw

Drove 2000 miles and a desert passed under my wheel
It took a leap of faith to trust in what I feel
A **** in my heart, a fragment of bone, a little part of my soul
Keeps calling me back, calling me back to the fold

Little stone’s throw
Just a little stone’s throw

Now I have all of this freedom and nothing to lose
Skipping my stone on the shoreline for something to do
But those deep river canyons and tall trees of the great divide
Keeps calling me back, calling me back to your side

Little stone’s throw
Just a little stone’s throw