Stone Wall, Stone Fence Lyrics by Gregory and the Hawk

Pick old, pin land
you hold the weight of the air, in your hand
pick old, pin air
you feel the tickle of the trees, on your chest

and why did you go, and waste it
the things that you know,
im making you a stone wall, stone fence
your stories so old you just tend to keep them
long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it

pick old, pin land
you hold the weight of the air in your hands
pick old, pin air
you feel the tickle of the trees on your chest

and why did you go and waste it
the things that you know,
im making you a stone wall, stone fence
the stories so old you just tend to keep them
long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it

Pick old, pin land you hold the weight of the air, in your hand pick old, pin air you feel the tickle of the trees, on your chest and why did you go, and waste it the things that you know, im making you a stone wall, stone fence your stories so old you just tend to keep them long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it pick old, pin land you hold the weight of the air in your hands pick old, pin air you feel the tickle of the trees on your chest and why did you go and waste it the things that you know, im making you a stone wall, stone fence the stories so old you just tend to keep them long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it