seven stones by GOLF (Conor James O'Brien) published on 2018-02-18T14:45:57Z mother's not one who would ask for a favor she's quick to give and she's loathe to take our mother wept on the banks of the river we set seven stones for mother's sake she had the strength the bear the weight and the drums of the river the burden of grief and of seven young sons there was love on the other side we couldn't give her so we laid her a path with these stones one by one but you're always careful you're wary of wishes sweet smelling lies that we'd all like to hear but mother, please hear us, there's no shame in comfort one stone at a time we will we always be here one by one Genre Indie