03 — SET THE STONE DOWN Voice: Buddha, imagined through attention and release [Style: Meditative psychedelic folk; nylon guitar, soft hand percussion, low drone, breath-spaced harmonica. 68 BPM, D major.] [Verse 1] Morning found me reaching For a world inside my phone. I swallowed every sorrow Till I couldn’t feel my own. Then a kettle started singing, Then a sparrow touched the rail. For a moment I was breathing Without chasing down the trail. [Chorus] Set the stone down, Feel your fingers open wide. You can tend the broken garden Without breaking more inside. Let the breath come, Let the breath go. There is work that waits before you; You can meet it walking slow. [Verse 2] I kept feeding every wanting, Still the wanting wanted more. Put another shiny promise In the cupboard with the four. What I feared became my weather; What I craved became my chain. Now I sit beside the feeling Till it tells me where there’s pain. [Bridge] When the flood comes, lift your neighbor. When you’re tired, take the chair. You can hear another’s trouble When you’ve made a little air. [Final chorus — repeat] [Instrumental — spacious, 16 bars] [Outro] The kettle’s still singing. I’m here.
