Stone - Alice In Chains

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, a stone

Cold and dry, a 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 and dry, a stone

Cold and dry, a stone