I walk these stones Through the fields of bones I sleep with the lambs and the wolves I see the smoke From the chimney tops And I wait for the peace in the storm I walk these stones Through the fields of bones I sleep with the lambs and the wolves I see the smoke From the chimney tops And I wait for the peace in the storm Slow down and wait for the light to break Slow down and wait for the light Slow down and wait for the birds to wake Slow down and wait for the birds Slow down and wait for the bread to bake Slow down and wait for the bread Slow down and wait for the light to break Slow down and wait for the light Slow down and wait for the birds to wake Slow down and wait for the birds Slow down and wait for the bread to bake Slow down and wait for the bread Slow down and wait for the light to break Slow down and wait for the light I walk these stones Through the fields of bones I sleep with the lambs and the wolves