Inspired by Appalachian ballads passed down across generations.

You can hear this on my solo album The Salt of Your Skin (2002).

Pieces of agate, pieces of stone
Hard is the heart that left me alone
Hard is the road I'll walk down today
Pieces of agate and stone

Pleasure grown bitter, pleasure grown weak
Well do I know the curve of your cheek
Well do I know the turn of your will
Pieces of agate and stone

Talk to the stars above, talk to the sea
Empty out bitterness, empty out me
Empty this bottle of unending woe
And throw it in the salt sea below