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Small Stones – A Song About Carrying What Never Moves | Melancholic Dream Pop

Some battles don’t arrive all at once. They come quietly. One weight at a time. Small Stones is a song about persistence — about carrying the smallest burdens until they shape who you become. It’s not about defeating the mountain, but learning how to move within its shadow. This track lives in the space between exhaustion and resolve, where progress is slow, invisible, and deeply personal. If you’ve ever felt like your effort went unnoticed… this song is for you. Thank you for listening. Follow the machine. https://linktr.ee/VaporMachine?utm_so... LYRICS – SMALL STONES A mountain in the morning A shadow on the lawn A promise to the daylight To try to move it on You stood there with your pockets And the silence and the scale And the sheer ridiculous Of a dream that cannot fail So you don't look at the summit You just look down at your hand And you bend your back to nothing That anyone has planned For the small stones, the small stones The only prayer you know Is the weight of what you carry When there’s nowhere left to go One by one by one by one Into the gathering dawn You were not born a landslide So you learn to be the storm The neighbors think you're crazy A ritual of dust Trading life for handfuls Of a monumental rust You wear the grime like feathers A new and awkward skin Built from days of something That you cannot hope to win And the doubt is just a rhythm A second, colder pulse You answer with the motion Of a heart that you rebuilt For the small stones, the small stones The only prayer you know Is the weight of what you carry When there’s nowhere left to go One by one by one by one Into the gathering dawn You were not born a landslide So you learn to be the storm And one day you look backward And you see the space you made Not a valley, not a victory But a solitary grade A path where there was only rock A breath where there was none The mountain hasn't vanished But the proving has begun For the small stones, the small stones The only prayer I know Is the weight of what I carry Now I finally know where to go One by one by one by one Into the gathering dawn I was not born a landslide So I became the storm #SmallStones #VaporMachine #DreamPop #ArtRock #MelancholicMusic #IndieMusic #EmotionalSong #AtmosphericMusic #SadSongs #LateNightMusic