Stone the world is stone   It's no trick of the light   It's hard on the soul      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 winner's delight   and the loser's despair   closes in left and right   I would love not to care      Stone, the world is stone   From the far away 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 color rang out   in a thunderous chrome   It’s no trick of the light   I can't find my way home   in a world made of stone