Some words that I am loving right now.
Mortar & Stone
All around us
The ground is opening up
With a terrible thirst
And it's swallowing down
All the hope in this town
Of the way that we were
There's a smoldering pile
Where there once was a life
Where there once was a home
Now the only safe place
Takes a village of strength
We can't do it alone
We're not going down
When the wolf comes to blow
If we build our house
With mortar and stone
Stones are the ones that we love
And they're gathering up
Forming a wall
And the mortar within
Is the time that we've spent
To set it in strong
And it's a daily build
Always some cracks to fill
Always some hole in the roof
Letting the rain get through
And when it just won't stop
The creek is rising up
Running over the banks
Can't keep the flood away
But when the water recedes
We're still standing right here
If we build our house
With mortar and stone
We're not going down
When the wolf comes to blow
If we build our house
With mortar and stone
Written by Jill Phillips and Andy Gullahorn
Copyright The Gullahorns Music, ASCAP, 2014
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| House in the Field - Pastel Painting - by Victoria Ryan |
("the wise man built his house upon the rocks
and the rains came tumbling down
the rains came down and the floods came up
and the house on the rock stood still")
-southern folk song
-southern folk song
