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 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