LYRIC

I know you think I'm wrong but I'm not your tour guide
Have a guess I don't let you look inside
Cold, dry, stone

What makes you want to carve your initials in me
Rained and weathered erasing, hard to read
Find me distant, outwardly rough, obscene Cold, dry, stone
Cold and dry as stone
Cold and dry as stone

I'm not a cornerstone in a palace for you
Time will bring your very own hard truth
Not to worry ice covered rocks still move
Cold, dry, stone
Cold, dry, stone

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