Tossing Pebbles At The Sky

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale

Tossing pebbles at the sky
Watch some call overhead
I would sooner up and fly
Than hug the ground instead

You say it's a waste of time
I don't believe that's true
You know better so you say
I'm not so sure you do

So I keep tossing pebbles
Aiming at the sky
I can't stop to listen
I'll try and tell you why

Keep your hat on if you please
Or else look out below
I toss pebbles at the moon
In case you want to know

Tracing faces on the mirror
To cover up my own
Pretty soon they disappear
And I'm left all alone

So I go tossing pebbles
Aiming at the sky
I can't stop to listen
But try and tell you why

Watch the snake hip woman dance
Where all my pebbles fall
Understand a true romance
Is not the fate of all

The more you talk, the less you say
That's axiomatic
As for flowers long away
Store them in the attic

I'm busy tossing pebbles
Aiming at the sky
I can't stop and listen
I try and tell you why

I can get from Jericho
To Rome in seven steps
I can get back home again
In two or maybe less

I could teach a star to shine
Throughout the livelong day
But I cannot spare the time
Let others sing and play

So I keep tossing pebbles
Aiming at the sky
I can't stop to listen
I'll try and tell you why

So I keep tossing pebbles
Aiming at the sky
I can't stop to listen
Or try and tell you why