Hot breath
Rough skin
Warm laughs smiling
The loveliest words
Whispered meant
You like all these things
But though you like all these things
You love a stone
You love a stone
Because its smooth
Its cold
Youd love most to be told
That its all your own
You love white veins
You love hard grey
The heaviest weight
The clumsiest shape
The earthiest smell
The hollowest tone
You love a stone
Im found too fast
Called too fond of flames
Then Im phoning my friends
Then Im shouldering the blame
While youre picking pebbles out of the drain
Miles ago
Youre out singing songs
Im down shouting names at the flickerless screen
Going fucking insane
Am I losing my cool
Overstating my case
Well, baby, what can I say?
You know I never claimed
That I was a stone
You love a stone
You love white veins
You love hard grey
The heaviest weight
The clumsiest shape
The earthiest smell
The hollowest tone
You love a stone
You love a stone
Because its dark
Its old
If it could start
Being alive, youd stop living alone
I think I believe
That if stones could dream
Theyd dream of being laid side-by-side, piece-by-piece
Turned into a castle
For some towering queen
Theyre unable to know
When that queens daughter came of age
Well, I think shed be lovely stubborn brave
Suitors would journey from kingdoms away
Just to make themselves known
I think that I know
The bitter dismay
Of a lover who brought fresh bouquets everyday
When she turned him away
To remember some knave
Who once gave just one rose
One day
Years ago