Sync Different

I was a rock but I've come so far,From tumbling between the infinite stars,But oh oh, but no more.
Yeah 'cause time tore the flesh away from the bone,I was a rock but now I'm a stone,But I know there’s more.
Yeah I'm made from the mud,I came from the clay,The centuries silently sliding away.
Yeah I was a rock but I've come so far,From tumbling between the infinite stars.
La, la, oh,Yeah I'm made from the mud,I came from the clay,The centuries silently sliding away.
Yeah I was a rock but the dust I've become,Is just part of the great imperceptible hum,Yeah I, I'm no more.

Take my hand, c’mon hold on tight,And we'll be on our way.
Rising sun in the morning light,No longer will we lay.
Yeah because our love is alright,Yeah because our love,La, la, la.

Golden was the bird I knew,Sang a song so free then flew,And they won't come back,Can't come back.
Golden was the bird long gone,Sang a little while, flew on,And they won't come back,Can't come back.
Yeah, I woke one morning, long time gone,A magpie’d come to steal away my song,Was up against the window yeah tapping on the pane,But it couldn't get in, no, kept calling my name.
Golden was the bird,And they won't come back.

You are the sunshine melting the snow,You water the seed,You give what it needs,The leaves’ll grow,So give me the sunshine.
High on a hillside you are the breeze,I used to be small but then I grew tall,I turned into a tree,So give me a hillside.
Oh your love has fed the root,made my blossoms turn to fruit,Now the days are cold,The wind begins to blow.
Yeah your love has fed the root,from my branches fell the fruit,Now the days are cold,The wind begins to blow,Yeah the sun's getting low.
You are the sun,You are breeze,I used to be small,But now I'm a tree.

Honey, times have changed,We've both been trying,But it’s time to move on.
The good times, they're not the same,Maybe baby those good times,Have been and gone?
In the good old days when life was easy,We'd be making music all night long,But honey, times have changed.
In the good old days when life was easy,In the good old days when we were young,Waking in the morning, bright ‘n breezy,We'd be making sweet sweet music,All night long.
Honey, times have changed.

I'm a working man,And I've got working hands,And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.
But the toll this life has taken,Is a back that’s always aching,And if my scars could tell their tales,It'd take a long, long time,You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.
Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.
Oh but when the rain comes down,I stop the rain from falling on the ground.
I'm a working man,And I've got working hands,I've worked the land for ages, hmm,For ages, hmm.

Back up baby,I don't wanna burn you,I'm red hot and I can't cool down,Like a wildfire, flames getting higher,Oh honey this hot shot’ll not stop fooling around.
Your love is like a rough cut diamond,It’s all I want but not what I need,You're my ice cold, white gold lover,I don't want comfort when I got speed.
Here I come and when I'm done,Yeah there I go.
Life’s good,And it’s gonna get better,With a little less work and a lot more play,All I want is what you got,Yeah, a little bit of lovin goes a long way.
So back it up baby,I don't wanna burn you,But it feels so good yeah it feels alright,Gotta keep on keepin on till we're long gone,This hot shot‘ll rock and roll all night.
Here I come and when I'm done,Yeah there I go,Hmm, come find me out on the open road.
So back it up baby,I don't wanna burn you,I'm red hot and I can't cool down,Like a wildfire, flames getting higher,Oh honey this hot shot’s fooling around.

Oh, hear those songbirds singing at the start of the day,Yeah I woke up early I was on my way,Red hot sun in a big blue sky,I was gonna start running,But it was quicker to fly.
Over the mountain down to the vale,Out to the coast, get a boat, set sail,All I want to do is get back and break bread,I've been missing my lover,I've been missing my sweet, sweet bed.
I'm trying to get back home,Before the sun goes down.
Oh I can't slow down, my feet won't rest,I'm weak I'm weary but I couldn't care less,Got a song in my soul, got a skip in my step,My heartbeat’s racing the closer I get.
I've been gone so long but now I gotta get back,Just one more trail yeah, one more track,For ten long years been skipping like a stone,But now this old man’ll be rolling,Rolling home.
I'm trying to get back home,Before the sun goes down.

I'm getting tired of trying to take things slow,Kicking back ‘n waiting for the wind to blow,For way too long just gone with the flow,But those days are done, so get up, let’s go.
I'm getting tired of all the talking,Been getting less of the yes than no,Reckon I'm ready for the real thing,All I gotta do is get up and go.