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[06:30.00]Piece By Piece - Kelly Joe Phelps [06:30.00]Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away [06:30.00]Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones [06:30.00]A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights [06:30.00]Sitting by the rocking chair waiting for the world [06:30.00]Oh, if I could roll back all the years and talk to my daddy's dad [06:30.00]About all the fears I'm leaving in that maybe he had had [06:30.00]I might get some light to shine down this dusty old dry well [06:30.00]Hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by [06:30.00]When three hundred years has been the time from whence it came [06:30.00]Why hadn't someone yet figured out to lower down the gun [06:30.00]And shoot out the middle of this clawing, staring eye? [06:30.00]Hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by [06:30.00]Sitting by that old rocking chair waiting for the world