Testo Pickin' Up Rocks

In the moonlight
A lover insight
Another recollection you have chosen
In hindsight
Another lip bite
Another memory that we have woven

Picking up rocks so heavy I can't get home
Picking up rocks so heavy
I can't get home
Oh

In daylight
Our hands are inside
We're walking, talking
Like we're ten years younger

In my mind
It was a fine time
Until the falling to my knees
Now bleeding
picking up rocks so heavy
I can't get home
Picking up rocks so heavy
I can't get home
Oh

Oh we're the same way
Oh we're the same way
Oh you look at me the same
You did years ago

Picking up rocks so heavy
I can't get home
Picking up rocks so heavy
I can't get home
Oh