Here I am, made of pebbles and broken stones
fearing that no one will ever traverse my puddles
and some day repair my shattered bones
If there is one thing I fear, one thing i'll never see above
it is that no one will hold me dear, and ever feel my limitless love
For i am made with the purity of gold
and whoever sees that i will forever keep in my hold
The sinking ship has seen the most of the sea. Don't judge a book by it's cover