Jon Langford
Stonehead
A picture of the worldyour womb and your brainsRubing and poundingTurned us to stoneA space between worldsWhere we can stayBy flowing waterKeeping evil at bayI am the stoneheadI am the KingYou are the QueenWe rule nothingI am the stoneheadYour neck is so thinWe lie on the bedOut of our headsWe could be anythingMaybe no oneOne day we'll be goneLeaving no traceWe pride ouselves that our memoryWill vanish from the memory of the world
From Letras Mania