Intro (soft / spoken-sung) L – A – P – I – D – A – R – Y L – A – P – I – D – A – R – Y Eight little letters from my childhood days Where rough old stones found their blaze Verse 1 Gran took my hand on a Saturday morn Auntie beside us with the thermos warm Down to the club shed out by the hall Grinding wheels singing along the wall Buckets of stones from creeks out west Ag-itts and opals we all loved best Dust in the sunshine drifting slow Watching those rough old rocks start to glow Pre-Chorus I was a kid with dirt on my knees Learning patience quietly Chorus L – A – P – I – D – A – R – Y Spell it out and it takes me back in time Old club shed and a country sky Gran and Auntie right by my side Water running over the wheel so slow Turning dull stones to a shining glow Funny how life can polish you too Just like those stones they showed me to do Verse 2 Someone’s radio playing Slim Dusty low Kettle boiling on the old gas stove Stories and laughter filling the room Rock dust settling like afternoon Gran said “Kid, every stone’s got a shine” Auntie said “Give it a little more time” First little opal I polished that day Still in a tin somewhere tucked away Bridge Life is like a stone in the lapidary hall Pressure and time shaping one and all People come and polish you bright Sometimes gentle, sometimes with might But in the end, there’s a sparkle you see Rough edges gone, shining quietly Final Chorus L – A – P – I – D – A – R – Y Hear those letters and it takes me back in time Old club shed and a country sky Gran and Auntie right by my side Water running over the wheel so slow Turning dull stones to a shining glow Life can polish you, love will too Just like those stones, I shine thanks to you [Music Outro]
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