Talking Stones

"You were the most beautiful thing in the world"
Words echoing off starry skies in a moment stolen
A small piece of bliss in the midst of a war zone
This endless game of tag we play
Could be the soundtrack of our lives
But I'm lost in howling wind
You're a hand reaching for me in stormy darkness
I'm a budding lighthouse placing her bricks down
But these stones are alive
They're humming the vibrations to your heart
Fixing the chords in your body to call my name
I can't always come running
But I'll give you my fire to light your way
Just because I know the ice in your eyes melts
When you find me in the dark