The World Is Stone

The World Is Stone
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 I’m not on my own
That I’m not here alone

As the still of the night and the choke of the air
And the winner’s delight and the loser’s despair
Closes in left and right, I would love not to care
Stone, the world is stone
From a faraway look without stars in my eyes
Through the halls of the rich and the flats of the poor
Wherever I go there’s no warmth any more
There’s no love any more
There’s no love any more
So I turn on my heels, I’m declining the fall
I’ve had all I can take with my back to the wall
Tell the world I’m not in, I’m not taking the call
Stone, the world is stone
But I saw it once with the stars in my eyes
When each color rang out in a thunderous chrome
It’s no trick of the light, I can find my way home
In a world of stone
Yeah, in a world of stone
I can’t find, I can’t find, I can’t find my way home
In a world of stone get me, get me, get me home
In a world, in a world of stone