Dressed and grays and blues and yellows

Found it deep in the backyard

Underneath the cruel bent blades

Rock collecting can be so hard

A multicolored promise

I'll one day find them all

I'll lay them all around me

And slowly build a wall

Foamy quartz on milky green

You held my hand and whispered sometimes

I feel the weight of everything

Your hazel eyes shined in the sunshine

A multicolored promise

Creases map my hands

Pain ground into wisdom

That nobody understands

Relaying all my thoughts until they're warped and frayed

Swallowed up and quickly lost by the rock found on that day

A pure and simple silence a sharp and quelling dream

Pile them high and fill the gaps, a dam built to drown the screams

Chipped out from a fossil bed

The smell of oil snaily spirals

I've always been haunted by what I've said

I try to be careful where my feet fall

A multicolored promise

Difficult to find

Lived and died and swallowed

And pressed out one more time

One day I'll go down, be covered by the dirt

Swallowed up and quickly ground

And added back into this earth

I'll sit I'll combine with the others over time

Pressed and polished till I shine

And wait to be another's find