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 gray 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 winners' delight and the losers' 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 anymore

There's no love anymore

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't find my way home in a world of stone