Lizard and the Stone

[Verse 1]
You skimmed that rock across the day
It cut the air
Then slipped away
I heard it land where I don't live
Not every hit is mine to give
[Chorus]
The lizard and the stone
I let that story go
If it missed my skin
It don't live in my bones
The lizard and the stone
I got my own road home
If it don't draw blood
I don't call it my own
[Verse 2]
Your anger flew
But not too straight
It cracked the dust beside my tail
I blinked once
Then I climbed my wall
Some questions just stay small
[Chorus]
The lizard and the stone
I let that story go
If it missed my skin
It don't live in my bones
The lizard and the stone
I got my own road home
If it don't draw blood
I don't call it my own

Minimalist folk-rap hybrid with dry male vocals, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, and a lazy brushed snare groove. Verses stay close-mic and intimate; chorus widens with subtle harmonies and a warm sub bass swell. Slight swing in the rhythm, conversational phrasing, hook repeats like a proverb turned pop mantra.