Piece By Piece Lyrics - Shine Eyed Mister Zen - Kelly Joe Phelps

piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away 

back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones 

a hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights 

sitting by the rocking chair waiting for the world 

oh, if I could roll back all the years and talk to my daddy's dad 

about all the fears I'm leaving in that maybe he had had 

I might get some light to shine down this dusty old dry well 

hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by 

when three hundred years has been the time from whence it came 

why hadn't someone yet figured out to lower down the gun 

and shoot out the middle of this clawing, staring eye? 

hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by 

sitting by that old rocking chair waiting for the world