Two Small Stones Songtext
von David Barbe

Digging through the trash for two small stones
Searching among the coffee grounds and eggshells
Next time I′ll keep my problems to myself
I'll bottle them up like a popular soft drink
And when the time comes I shall release
By searching for eggshells among the stones and grinds


You had them placed on a plate on a table
You loved them and set them aside
I only pretended to acknowledge their importance
Then I discovered that I hadn′t even done it
And with this revelation I realized
How much we are like two small stones
Perfectly smooth at least on the outside
But inside we're much more like the eggshells
Juxtaposed among the coffee grounds