Stone on stone
Brick on brick
I am living within a stone
I am doing fine here
There is a cathedral,
Bells are ringing, brother
There are walls we will never climb over
There is a cathedral
A milestone, tombstone
It is hollow here, yet full
Stone by stone,
Brick by brick
I am alone here,
Within the stone
No trick nor trade,
I am alone
There is a hand, the hand of reason
Reaching up beyond the bonds here,
Reaching out, beyond a doubt
I am alone
I am alone here
There are no stars out tonight, save two
(For my sake I will not touch them)
This stone unpolished is not smooth
Yet it is pure
And bells are ringing, brother
Voices, voices
Yes, everything is fine here
Walls we will never climb over...
Ever (save in death)...Perhaps
Life inside a stone
I have touched a nerve
The barest nerve
Though stone, it will not crumble,
Walls that will not tumble
And bells stop ringing
Voices, brother, they have stopped singing
Life inside a stone
Doing fine
I am...

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