Roll My Stone Away

ain’t no sunshine through the window

ain’t no grass beneath the trees

they got no leaves on their branches

sitting by the window taking chances.

my breath upon the glass

your image makes it past, by automobile

snow tires on for wheels.

no footprints through the winter

no hand knockin’ at my door

I’ve called your voicemail before,

wasted my time to hear your sound

scatters the silence

a tactical violence.

you always find the right place to hit me

and I always fall apart.

All the men and the horses

couldn’t gather your remorses,

I’m just a man in a cave

can’t roll my stone away

can’t roll my stone away