Driftwood and Sinking Stones

We're in a rush to grow old, And then we try to stay young We think we wrote the book Before our song is even sung We try and lick our wounds Before they even start to sting Clutch today and memories, Who knows what tomorrow brings Cuz this is life, And life alone Sometimes we are the driftwood, Sometimes we're sinking stones And if you're getting tired Of always being alone Just stay on the path And it'll take you to your home, Home, Home Home, Home, Home They say the first cut is the deepest, Then it leaves a scar Some people spend their days Trying to get as far As they can from their past, But it steady chases still Distracted by the rearview The road always is uphill Cuz this is life, And life alone Sometimes we are the driftwood, Sometimes we're sinking stones And if you're getting tired Of growing so old Just stay on the path And it'll take you to your home, Home, Home Home, Home, Home Skipping stones on seafoam, And searching for sea stars The tide is high, And so am I, Let's forget where we are On an earth With rust and bones, We come and go, But not alone Hand in hand, Sit still then roam, Back to the start, Back to the start Back to the start Cuz this is life, And life alone Sometimes we are the driftwood, Sometimes we're sinking stones And if you're getting tired Of always being alone Just stay on the path And it'll take you to your This is life, and life alone Sometimes we are the driftwood, Sometimes we're sinking stones And if you're getting tired Of growing so old Just stay on the path And it'll take you to your home, Home, Home Home, Home, Home Skipping stones on seafoam, And searching for sea stars The tide is high, And so am I, Let's forget where we are On an earth With rust and bones, We come and go, But not alone Hand in hand, Sit still then roam, Back to the start, Back to the start Back to the start