From the recording Of What Is Left
Lyrics
Like a boat that’s lost at sea
Will it ever be led home by the breath of a breeze
Like the clouds around the setting sun
What kind of picture will they paint with their brush
Like the path of a rolling stone
No one knows where it will call its home
Like the rain that falls from the sky
Will it flood or will it reside
Well it’s not set in stone
Well it’s not set in stone
Like a hand that’s been biten by lies
Will it ever reach out to an innocent cry
Like the thread in the needles hole
How many stitches until it pulls
Well it’s not set in stone
Well it’s not set in stone
Chorus
Baby you can count on me
Just like the river that flows to the sea
You’ll never be on your own
Cause honey I’m set in stone
Like the path that’s proven and worn
Will it someday be abandoned and overgrown
Like the sinner who walks through hell
Will he ever hear the ring of heavens bells
Like the rhythm of a beating drum
Will people stand up to the opposition
Like the message in the singers song
Will fall on deaf ears or make a weak soul strong
Well it’s not set in stone
Well it’s not set in stone
Chorus
Baby you can count on me
Just like the river that flows to the sea
You’ll never be on your own
Cause honey I’m set in stone