Lyrics

Verse 1

I press my hand against the stone and the stone is not silent I press until the grain comes through the salt the quartz the slow vein three hundred million years of patience answering my skin

Chorus

Hold still enough and the surface speaks hold still enough and the surface speaks the pressure is the listening the listening is the pressure

Verse 2

My hand is wearing to the shape of what it touches the fingerprint dissolving into what it finds I am the paper and the graphite both at once

Chorus

Hold still enough and the surface speaks hold still enough and the surface speaks the pressure is the listening the listening is the pressure

Outro

the stone does not know my name the stone does not need to it knows my weight it knows the warmth it knows the hand that stayed