Stone - Paperhead

Stone

The hemingwayesque way

Of telling all that pain

To screw off and to cower

In deeper shades of shame

Say nothing you´d be keen on

Like knowing me to well

The empire of my feelings

ridiculous farewell

So conquered by anxieties

Bondaged by inflated ages

Panic stricken in a moment

the mirror of your tears

So let me ly on silk or gravel

Let me ride my storm

Save me from the dull and boring

This mediocrity I own

Drag me to what we are here for

Play up or retreat

Count me in on hate and blessings

The companies I keep

Sewed inside a pillow

On which I lay my head

Drilling mares and fantasies

that history elapsed

So stop and don´t go further

So let me be alone

So leave me would mean lonely

Proliferation prone

You ask me if I´m happy

Like that from time to time

The answers that I gave you

The questions weren´t mine

And all the things I stand accused

If I could blame the distinct truth

It´s right these things

Fall back on me

And who´s to throw that stone…