Idle Tales

Whether it starts with an earthquake

or the tears of a few grieving women

I don't know

On the road to gathering

looking for someone to roll away the stone

he stands alone in her room

as the commotion slowly decays

I don't know

she's on her way to somewhere new

looking for someone to roll away the stone

It's these idle tales that we need to keep us moving

these tales keep us going

it's these idle tales that we need to tell our children

these tales are for our children

She stands upon an empty stage with a song she was born to sing

she's on the road again

It's these idle tales that we need to keep us moving

these tales to keep us going

it's these idle tales that we need to tell our children

these tales are for our children

whether it starts with an earthquake

or the tears of a few grieving women

I don't know