And the flats of the poor wherever I go
Closes in left and right, I would love not to care
That I'm not on my own, that I'm not here alone
Stone, the world is stone from a faraway look
And hard on the soul in the gray of the streets
There's no love anymore
Stone, the world is stone but I saw it once
Tell the world I'm not in, I'm not taking the call
In a thunderous chrome, it's no trick of the light
There's no warmth anymore
With the stars in my eyes when each color rang out
It's no trick of the light, it's hard on the soul
Without stars in my eyes through the halls of the rich
Stone, the world is stone, cold to the touch
As the still of the night and the choke of the air
And the winners' delight and the losers' despair
In the neon unknown, I look for a sign
I've had all I can take with my back to the wall
So I turn on my heels, I'm declining the fall
