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 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 colour 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