A Pocketful of Stones

He's sending stones skimming and flying
 Circles spinning out his time
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 Though the Earth is dying, his head is in the stars
 Chances are this spark's a lifetime
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 Out of touch, he'll live in wonder
 Won't lose sleep, he'll just pretend
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 In his world he won't go under
 Turns without him till the end
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 Rivers run dry, but there's no line on his brow
 Says, he doesn't care who's saved
 
 It's just the dice you roll, the here and now
 And he's not guilty or afraid
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 One day, he'll slip away
 Cool water flowing all around
 In the river and on the ground
 Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other lives
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 Until then he'll live in wonder
 He won't fight or comprehend
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 In his world he won't go under
 Turns without him till the end