I sit, wait for the colors inside this little tube to change
Hoping that they'll show me something I already know
Oh boy, what could it be?
A sample of the sediment that's reticent to change its properties

Since we last did a check
And my predecessor wrote it down for me
Yes, as I suspected, everything is as it seems
Mmmm-mm

It's funny how we spend our lives searching and re-searching
For something our parents already knew
Yеt, we search for something timеless
Something ageless and refined, because
Even in the ancient truths, we might mine something new
Mmmm-mm

So we'll learn for a couple years
Til we know what the sediment knows
Sure, we'll burn through a couple of tears
But no more than the fear of living alone
Better here, better now
In the crowd I just heard it all too loud
Mm

No one stares here, ha, there's no one to stare
No one dares to ask how I've been holding up
No one cringes, as the windows break
No one calls to see if they can bring a casserole
No, we study rocks and things
Inanimate and old as time
To take our minds away, to keep our son from asking why
And its funny, something as old as loss
Is young in comparison to rocks
So we learn for a couple of years
Maybe hundreds of years
Til we know what the sediment knows
Sure, we'll burn more than a couple tears
But no more than the fear of living alone
Better here, better now

He's the one thing I'm proud of
But can I give him all the love he needs?
If it were grace I was looking for
That's where I'd find it, I'd find it in him
More than any god above
You're the one I love

So we learn for a hundreds and hundreds of years
Til we know, til we know what they know
Yes, we'll stay, we're not done
Our family has just begun

Mmm-mm
Oh boy, what could it be?
A sample of the sediment that reticent to change