Still Around

Go ahead and throw me down I might be broke I'm still around Break me down and grind me round I'll be here if I'm being found I'm the weapon in your hand I am the stone that drags you down I'm the rock on which you stand I am the one who hangs around They all push me in the current, I'll just soak a while You find me down the river bed down about half mile Find a way to get you back Break the glass in your one horse shack Might throw a train right off its tracks But I'll be damned if I'll get cracked Heaven knows, I'm sinking down Tired of things that won't be found Buried deep within the ground I was here before this godforsaken town I'm the weapon in your hand I am the stone that drags you down I'm the rock on which you stand I am the one who hangs around Yeah, I left here by the maker, I have never sinned Throughout all the ages, I have always been Broken down and stoic to the bitter end I'm not trying to pretend I'm not ever giving in I've never been your friend I'm just worn down by the wind I'm the weapon in your hand I am the stone that drags you down I'm the rock on which you stand I am the one who hangs around I am the weapon in your hand I am the stone that drags you down I'm the rock on which you stand I am the one who hangs around