Scissor Paper Rock

You can brood by a brook

And whisper to water

Don't worry, the dawn will dry your tears

See the daylight as it flows

It fills the holes, and souls grow whole

You can moan to the moon

You can swoon in the sunset

Don't hurry, your world won't disappear

See the waves that drape the shore

They fill the holes, and souls grow whole and old.

Played scissor paper rock

I'd run till I was caught

Games end but nothing stops

The rocks will turn to dust

The scissor starts to rust

The ink will fade with us.