An old crone with a face of bone A heart of stone within a circle of stones She told me I'd have stones in my shoes With stones in my mouth I kept singing the blues
My suit was torn In the emptiness of outer space I float forever between a rock and a hard place
Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones...
I never feel the call of stones' clack Am I the butt of their constant crack? The marble shines and the sheet won't fade A man can't outlast whatever he's made
The righteous will gather The first soul is soon to fly Against the old war stone The best of men will die
Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones! Yeah!
Pyramids were made, now bury your dead The stones has a statement very easly read It'll be just you! Your treasures and wife The stones kept on sealing all of your lost lives
My suit was torn In the emptiness of outer space I float forever between a rock and a hard place
Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones! Falling from the sky More stones! Growing from the ground Stones! Travelling the stars More stones! Boring, thankless, lifeless Stones!
Crushing with indifference Our bones under the stones Voyeurs of misfortune Our bones under the stones
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