"Stoney End", ciptaan Sara Bareilles, adalah lagu yang mengeksplorasi tema kesedihan, penyesalan, dan keinginan untuk memulai kembali. Liriknya yang kuat dan menyentuh menceritakan kisah seseorang yang bergumul dengan kesedihan yang mendalam, merindukan masa lalu dan mengkhawatirkan masa depan yang tidak pasti. Melalui metafora "Stoney End", lagu ini menyampaikan perasaan tersesat, terisolasi, dan putus asa, sementara refrein yang berulang memohon penghiburan dan kenyamanan dari sosok ibu yang penuh kasih. "Stoney End" adalah lagu yang menggemakan pengalaman manusia universal mengatasi rasa sakit dan mencari penebusan.
Stoney End Lyrics
Sara Bareilles
I was born from love and my poor mother worked the mines.
I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines.
Now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again.
I can still remember him with love light in his eyes,
but the light flickered out and parted as the sun began to rise,
now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again.
Never mind the forecast cause the sky has lost control,
cause the fury and broken thunder's come to match my raging soul,
now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me AGAIN.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again...
I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines.
Now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again.
I can still remember him with love light in his eyes,
but the light flickered out and parted as the sun began to rise,
now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again.
Never mind the forecast cause the sky has lost control,
cause the fury and broken thunder's come to match my raging soul,
now I don't believe I want to see the morning.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me AGAIN.
Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the Stoney End.
Mama, let me start all over. Cradle me, mama, cradle me again...
