Lyrics Sticks - On Planets

You throw stones
I put up sticks
The sound we make
Is a thunder
When wind wails up
A push through each room
Door blows open
Letters get tangled
From A onto Z
We put them together
So hard to read

In a constant come-around
Believe me, I should know by now
Remind me how this goes
Broken bones, broken bones
Acquiescent to the tone
Believe me, I should know, I should know
But show me how this goes
Broken bones, broken bones

You carry sticks
I pile up stones
The space between us
Sounds like distance
A word so simple to spell
The sentence that we build
Is a thunder