stone the world is stone

it's no trick of the light

it's hard on the soul



stone the world is stone

cold to the touch

and hard on the soul

in the grey of the streets

in the neon unknown

i look for a sign

that im not on my own

that im not here alone



as the still of the night

and the choke of the air

and the winners delight

and the losers despair

closes in left and right

i would love not ot care



stone, the world is stone

from the far away look

without stars in my eyes

throught the halls of the rich

and the flats of the poor

wherever i go

theres no warmth anymore

theres no love anymore



so i turn on my heels

im declining the fall

ive had all i can take

with my back to the wall

tell the world im not in

im not taking the call



stone the world is stone

but i saw it once

with the stars in my eyes

when each colour rang out

in a thunderous chrome

its no trick of the light

i cant find my way home

in a world made of stone