Текст песни Scott H. Biram - Still Around

Go ahead and throw me down
I might be broken, still around
Break me down and grind me round
I'll be here for being found

I am the weapon in your hand
I am the stone that drags you down
I am the rock on which you stand
I am the one who hangs around

Push me in the current, I'll just soak awhile
Find me down the riverbed down about a half a mile
I'll find a way to get you back
I'll break a glass in your one-horse shack
Might thow a train right off it's tracks
But I'll be damned if I'll get cracked

Heaven knows I'm sinking down
Tired of things that won't be found
Buried deep within the ground
I was here before this godforsaken town

I am the weapon in your hand
I am the stone that drags you down
I am the rock on which you stand
I am the one who hangs around

Left here by the maker I have never seen
Throughout all the ages I have always been
Broken down and stoic to the bitter end
I'm not trying to pretend
I'm not ever giving in
I have never been your friend
I'm just worn down by the wind

I am the weapon in your hand
I am the stone that drags you down
I am the rock on which you stand
I am the one who hangs around

I am the weapon in your hand
I am the stone that drags you down
I am the rock on which you stand
I am the one who hangs around