Lyrics Soilent Green

Soilent Green

Sticks And Stones

The touch that connects-

Words that bleed

The closeness that rejects-

Words mean nothing

Actions all rubber band lies stretched far

Intimate words spoken while in bed

Just pillow talk for the naive head

Everything in names

Ideas prone to a backwards motion

An unknown cause,nothing named

A thought people state-

Contradicting this false speech

Sticks and stones made of syllables

These words will grow against you