The World Is Stone
Stone, the world is stoneIt's no trick of the light, it's hard on the soulStone, the world is stone, cold to the touchAnd hard on the soul in the gray of the streets
In the neon unknown, I look for a signThat I'm not on my own, that I'm not here alone
As the still of the night and the choke of the airAnd the winners' delight and the losers' despairCloses in left and right, I would love not to care
Stone, the world is stone from a faraway lookWithout stars in my eyes through the halls of the richAnd the flats of the poor wherever I go
There's no warmth anymoreThere's no love anymore
So I turn on my heels, I'm declining the fallI've had all I can take with my back to the wallTell the world I'm not in, I'm not taking the call
Stone, the world is stone but I saw it onceWith the stars in my eyes when each color rang outIn a thunderous chrome, it's no trick of the lightI can't find my way home in a world of stone