"Skipping Stones" lyrics

I don't like trouble
Trouble likes me
They say, ups and downs
Come in groups of three
First time's, beginner's luck
Second is tradition
If I fold again let shame on me
But I won't have favor missing

I have a bad habit
Of shooting from the hip
Reaching for the highest heights
Is a journey worth the trip
I'm willing to risk it all
Not afraid to sell the farm
Spent my life believing that
A third time is a charm

One day I'll be ready
To rest my weary bones
Spend my time by the river
Am I missing or skipping stones
Am I missing or skipping stones
Am I missing or skipping stones

My back's against the wall
And there ain't no room to breathe
I can't catch a break
I can't give me no relief
Time's up, I had my fun
Never had to punch a clock
I can hear that river calling me
Saying [?] to toss some rocks

One day I'll be ready
To rest my weary bones
Spend my time by the river
Am I missing or skipping stones
Am I missing or skipping stones
Or skipping stones

Skipping stones
True introspection
Skipping stones
Fractured reflections
Skipping stones
Yeah soul correction

One day I'll be ready
To rest my weary bones
Spend my time by the river
Am I missing or skipping stones
Am I missing or skipping stones
Skipping stones, yeah

Skipping stones, skipping stones
Skipping stones