A Stone lyrics

Artist  : Okkervil River 
Song : A Stone



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 Hot breath, rough skin, warm laughs and smiling,
the loveliest words whispered and meant - you
like all these things. But, though you like all
these things, you love a stone. You love a stone,
because it’s smooth and it’s cold.
And you’d love most to be told that
it’s all your own. You love white veins,
you love hard grey, the heaviest weight, the
clumsiest shape, the earthiest smell, the
hollowest tone - you love a stone. And I’m
found too fast, called too fond of flames, and
then I’m phoning my friends, and then
I’m shouldering the blame, while
you’re picking pebbles out of the drain,
miles ago. You’re out singing songs, and
I’m down shouting names at the flickerless
screen, going fucking insane. Am I losing my cool,
overstating my case? Well, baby, what can I say?
You know I never claimed that I was a stone. And
you love a stone. You love white veins, you love
hard grey, the heaviest weight, the clumsiest
shape, the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone -
you love a stone. You love a stone, because
it’s dark, and it’s old, and if it
could start being alive you’d stop living
alone. And I think I believe that, if stones
could dream, they’d dream of being laid
side-by-side, piece-by-piece, and turned into a
castle for some towering queen they’re
unable to know. And when that queen’s
daughter came of age, I think she’d be
lovely and stubborn and brave, and suitors would
journey from kingdoms away to make themselves
known. And I think that I know the bitter dismay
of a lover who brought fresh bouquets every day
when she turned him away to remember some knave
who once gave just one rose, one day, year