Gave your dog a bone
Set him free
Found it in a neighbor’s bed
Lying flat on the sheet
You are my ideal company
A dock without a shore in sight
Still and at ease
And if only at the end of it all
You’d go off all alone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
And if only your last color
Would hide its light like a storm
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
Our neighbors form a line
Swaying in the breeze
I find myself atop our roof
Shouting out to the lead
You are my ideal company
A sound without a source in sight
Still and at peace
And if only at the end of it all
You’d go off all alone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
And if only your last color
Would hide its light like a stone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
credits
from Rotary,
released May 22, 2012
Lyrics by Andrew Frank.
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