Track byRichard Palmer-James/John Wetton
Throw a stone across the ice Upon the laughing lake We city kids sure know our stuff We're out here on the make The colour of the winter sky Reflects the coldness of the ground The leather of our shoes is thin It lets us know we've been around Throw a stone across the ice And hear the laughing lake We should have worm our furry coats Our ears begin to ache No empty cans among the trees No motor-cars or sudden sounds Just wayward crows in wintertime They cross the hills between the town The pebble spins across the ice Farther than the eye can see The laughter echoes from the air And darkness gathers silently Throw a stone across the ice And watch the laughing lake When springtime sunshine warms the air The frozen water breaks Our sinking stone will make its way To join the other stones below While you and I will take our place In stony cities' undertow.