From the recording IHS

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Lyrics

It was late and I was tired
Just the way I always feared
The night was dark, darker than my mood
And the moon had grown a beard

There were wind songs in the trees
Singing laments of my demise
Then there’s that stone in the road
And my bloodshot weary eyes

Early, before morning
Cup of coffee in my hand
Day was dawning, dawning quickly
Sunrise creeping cross the land

A lazy nightmare hanging on
Beyond the moon's compromise 
Then there's that stone in the road
And my cool disinterested eyes

A stone in the road
A stone in the road
A stone in the road
Somewhere in the high noon hour

My foolishness grew long
Where once I spilled a summer’s strain
Was now a winter’s song
The melody played healingly
Under the moonlit skies

Then there’s that stone in the road
And my sure and peaceful eyes

© 2020 Eddy Mann
Hissongs / ASCAP