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Stones
Kenneth W. Arnold Lyrics
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Little children you are far away from home
I will take you from your father
And your mother's gonna wonder where you've roamed
And your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone
So come down by the river
And take a seat beside me there
While my fingers run through your hair
Wade in the water
Little children you are far away from home
I will take you from your father
And your mother's gonna wonder where you've roamed
And your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone
No cries, no sounds, when I move in
Dig my spear into your skin
I'll send you home and wave goodbye
Knowing you won't see tomorrow's light
Wade in the water
Little children you are far away from home
I will take you from your father
And your mother's gonna wonder where you've roamed
And your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone
They came with flame, they came with bow
To list my sins that I may sow
No harsher trial that I should pay
In that old bear trap that is my final grave
My body laid in certain hell
For how long, no one could tell
But legends live inside your head
What's put to rest, may not be put to death
Wade in the water
Little children you are far away from home
I will take you from your father
And your mother's gonna wonder where you've roamed
And your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone
So if you hear an old voice whisper
Coming from the riverside
Hide your children from the rapids
'Cause my spirit never dies
The lyrics of Kenneth W. Arnold's song "Stones" evoke a dark and haunting narrative. It tells a story of someone who lures children away from their homes and families, leading them astray and causing their innocence to be lost. The repetition of the line "Wade in the water, little children, you are far away from home" suggests a separation from safety and security, as well as a disconnection from their familiar environment.
The lyrics imply that the person singing the song will take the children away from their parents, causing their mothers to wonder where they have gone and leaving them abandoned. The phrase "your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone" suggests that the children's innocence and warmth will be replaced by a sense of emptiness and detachment as a result of this experience.
The second paragraph introduces a scene by the river, where the singer invites the children to sit beside them. Here, there is a contradiction between the idyllic imagery of dreaming of love and laughter and the unsettling image of the singer running their fingers through the children's hair. This juxtaposition creates a sense of unease and unsettles the innocence that was initially depicted.
The third paragraph takes a particularly disturbing turn, with lines like "no cries, no sounds when I move in" and "dig my spear into your skin." These lines suggest violence and harm inflicted upon the children by the singer. The phrase "knowing you won't see tomorrow's light" further emphasizes the tragic outcome for the children in this scenario.
In the final paragraph, the lyrics take on a more introspective and reflective tone. The singer may be experiencing some form of punishment or reckoning for their actions. The references to flames and bows may signify the arrival of the consequences they deserve. The line "What's put to rest may not be put to death" suggests that the singer's deeds will leave a lasting impact and that the repercussions of their actions will live on, even after they are gone.
In the closing lines, the lyrics suggest that the singer's spirit remains, warning others to protect their children from the dangers and traps that brought them harm. The phrase "my spirit never dies" indicates that the consequences and legacy of their actions will persist beyond their own existence, haunting the riverside and the memories of those who hear the old voice whispering.
Line by Line Meaning
Wade in the water
Step into the unknown and explore new experiences
Little children you are far away from home
You are distant from familiarity, innocence, and safety
I will take you from your father
I will remove you from the protection and guidance of your father figure
And your mother's gonna wonder where you've roamed
Your mother will be left wondering about your whereabouts and well-being
And your eyes will grow as cold as this heart of stone
Over time, your innocence and warmth will fade, mirroring the heartlessness of the singer
So come down by the river
Join me in a place of secrecy and vulnerability
And take a seat beside me there
Sit with me and share in the experiences that lie ahead
You will dream of love and laughter
You will have fantasies of affection and joy
While my fingers run through your hair
As I touch you intimately, exerting control and dominance
No cries, no sounds, when I move in
I will silence you and ensure no one hears your distress
Dig my spear into your skin
I will inflict pain and harm upon you
I'll send you home and wave goodbye
I will dismiss you with no remorse or concern for your wellbeing
Knowing you won't see tomorrow's light
Aware that I have condemned you to a future of darkness and suffering
They came with flame, they came with bow
Others have tried to punish me for my sins, using fire and weapons
To list my sins that I may sow
To confront me about my wrongdoings and hold me accountable
No harsher trial that I should pay
No punishment could be more severe than what I deserve
In that old bear trap that is my final grave
Caught in the consequences of my actions, facing my ultimate demise
My body laid in certain hell
My physical form resting in an inevitable punishment
For how long, no one could tell
The duration of my torment remains uncertain
But legends live inside your head
Stories and memories of me persist in your mind
What's put to rest, may not be put to death
Even when I am gone, my influence and legacy may linger
So if you hear an old voice whisper
In case you encounter a mysterious, haunting presence
Coming from the riverside
Originating from the banks of the river
Hide your children from the rapids
Protect your loved ones from danger and harm
'Cause my spirit never dies
Because my essence and impact will endure despite my physical absence
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Heath Brown, Mike Yow, Sam McCarson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
RetroGamingMusic
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Nicked
This is truly beautiful. So nostalgic. Thank you so much for making this.
RetroGamingMusic
Thank you! ❤ I can play this one live for you on my Friday Live Show! And you can request other songs to play too. https://www.youtube.com/live/oQo2x1P1iRc?si=NJOJGnqT37VaYz5b
UnamusedClerk
Nice one! Not familiar with the original myself, but this certainly had the feel of a stroll around town. Getting into RPG territory now? Oh, the inspiration you can find...
RetroGamingMusic
This was an request in a Youtube comment. And reading about Ultima, being a big game and accessible on many platforms. Trying to widen my audience. Hope vacation is well!
Michael Rosenfeld
Here's the original https://youtu.be/dTDCkgs70Qo
Gary Morrison
Wonderful cover!
I just asked Ken if he could comment here. He’s very modest about the very-memorable music he wrote here. Sometimes he seems more proud of having crammed, not only all of the music itself, but also the software to play it, all into (get this) 4K of memory! I’d say rightfully so; that’s quite a feat in itself!
RetroGamingMusic
Wow thank you! Nice to know some history about these songs! Cool information. Is there other songs you would like for me to perform?
Tobias Hübner
I just read, that Ken Arnold was the first person to ever use tile graphics in a video game (Ultima1 ). So he invented a technique, that quickly afterwards became a standard in almost every video game in the 80s, like Super Mario World. If you are in contact with him, could you ask him, if that's true?
Gary Morrison
@Tobias Hübner, I was involved just a tiny bit with the original Ultima: I contributed a couple of assembly-language sound routines for which I got a free copy of the game. 😉
My off-the-cuff recollection is that “Lord British” had already written the vast majority of Ultima including its graphics before Ken got involved. As I recall, at the time, Lord British and I were both attending UT Austin, and Ken was at University of Houston.
I’m asking him though…