Pocket Stone

[Verse 1]
The fluorescent hummed a flatline tune, a drone
Like bedrock shifting, slow and all alone.
That chipped coffee mug held a bitter taste
Another day, another life laid waste.

[Chorus]
This stone in my pocket, the engine hums low
Leaving the strata of all I know.
My spirit is shaking, a fault line deep
Promises broken I vowed to keep.

[Verse 2]
The foreman's gaze, a weight I've always known
A silent promise carved in blood and stone.
Remembering riverbeds and mountain air
This city's concrete, just a hollow stare.

[Chorus]
This stone in my pocket, the engine hums low
Leaving the strata of all I know.
My spirit is shaking, a fault line deep
Promises broken I vowed to keep.

[Bridge]
Maybe the ground beneath will crack and split
But every tremor shakes some truth from it.
This six-string soul, my only compass now
Against the winds that make the proudest bow.

[Outro]
Dust on the dash, a fading light
Into the quiet of the endless night.