A pocketful of stones (live ing但是K - audio)

Hes sending stones skimming and flying
Circles spinning out his time
Though the Earth is dying, his head is in the stars
Chances are this sparks a lifetime
Out of touch, hell live in wonder
Wont lose sleep, hell just pretend
In his world he wont go under
Turns without him till the end
Rivers run dry, but theres no line on his brow
Says, he doesnt care whos saved
Its just the dice you roll, the here and now
And hes not guilty or afraid
One day, hell slip away
Cool water flowing all around
In the river and on the ground
Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other lives
Until then hell live in wonder
He wont fight or comprehend
In his world he wont go under
Turns without him till the end