Skipping Stones Lyrics

Cold day, not too bad, Monday in December

Old friends, new fads, songs I can't remember

Just skipping stones, chasing bones, footsteps crunch the pinecones

Ride your bike back home, no debt and no phone

One day, you catch a glimpse of yourself, arms crossed, in the mirror

And getting older used to be your dream, now it's your new worst fear

Just biding time, stand in line, hear things through the grapevine

Cedar and pine, you'll be fine, gossip in the grocery line

Next year, summertime, dogs swim in the river

Warm sun and the painted sky, craving cool September

Just making beds, counting heads, read a book before bed

Broke a bone but never bled, fair skin dyed a bright red

Made a home, when in Rome, starting to feel less alone

Love your brother, hold him close, you won't believe how fast life goes

It's never gonna slow