daughter
made of stone
What if I'm made of stone? Feeling is not a system Nervous and cold in your home Hoping I'm over thinking I should be feeling more Draped over your bones Paint colors up the walls To spread our inspirations You are the likely cause Of what will be mine Tonight  Oh it's not surprising Just inconvenient To play no part in All of the instruments Seem to be sounding out It's premature  I think I'm made of stone I should be feeling more  Love It's just face painting Love It's just easing, awaiting Before Dying without company  I think I'm made of stone I think we are all Built out of memory Built out of seams Structures of whispers Pass through our veins Laid out on screens Shower tiny heads You'll find love can't exist