Seclusion

He built a home in the side of a hill
A place where good men could hide away
Away from the havoc that other men wreak
In a cool, quiet cave that sits by the creek

Find your peace
(Once you've steeled yourself, ready, convalesced
Time to move those stones away)

He prayed to the mountain to rain down its rocks
To gather in piles at the foot of his fort
To block out the din and the carnival roars
Achieving a quiet, that he’d yearned for, for years

Find your own peace
(Once you've steeled yourself, ready, convalesced
Time to move those stones away)

He lay in the woods, with the whispering birds
Safe in a hollow, surrounded by dirt
With a hole in the ceiling to study the skies
So all the light that he had was the light from the stars

Find your peace
(Once you've steeled yourself, ready, convalesced
Time to move those stones away)

To be at peace