A Stone
Love Unveiled: Embracing the Cold Beauty of a Stone
Lyrics
Hot breath, rough skin
Describing physical sensations and attributes associated with intimacy.
Warm laughs and smiling
Highlighting positive and affectionate interactions.
The loveliest words whispered and meant
Expressing beautiful and sincere words spoken.
You like all these things
Acknowledging appreciation for the mentioned experiences.
But, though you like all these things
Despite liking the mentioned things, there is a preference for something else.
You love a stone
Expressing love for an inanimate object, a stone.
You love a stone
-Because it's smooth
Listing characteristics of the stone (smooth and cold) as reasons for love.
And it's cold
-And you'd love most to be told
Desiring ownership of the stone and the affirmation that it's personal.
That it's all your own
-You love white veins, you love hard grey
Listing specific qualities of stones that evoke love.
The heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape
-The earthiest smell, the hollowest tone
-You love a stone
Reiterating the love for a stone based on its characteristics.
And I'm found too fast, called too fond of flames
Describing personal struggles and distractions while the other person is engaged with trivial activities.
And then I'm phoning my friends
-And then I'm shouldering the blame
-While you're picking pebbles out of the drain, miles ago
Highlighting the distance between the narrator and the other person, who is occupied with mundane tasks.
You're out singing songs, and I'm down shouting names
Depicting a contrast in activities and emotions between the narrator and the other person.
At the flickerless screen, going fucking insane
-Am I losing my cool, overstating my case?
-Well, baby, what can I say?
Expressing uncertainty and a sense of resignation about the situation.
You know I never claimed that I was a stone
Denying any claim of being as unfeeling and unresponsive as a stone.
And you love a stone
Reaffirming the other person's love for a stone.
You love white veins, you love hard grey
Repeating the qualities of stones that evoke love.
The heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape
-The earthiest smell, the hollowest tone
-You love a stone
Reiterating the love for a stone based on its characteristics.
You love a stone, because it's dark, and it's old
Describing additional characteristics of the stone (dark and old) and suggesting a desire for the stone to come alive.
And if it could start being alive, you'd stop living alone
-And I think I believe that, if stones could dream
Imagining the dreams of stones, envisioning them as part of a castle for a queen, emphasizing their inability to know.
They'd dream of being laid side-by-side, piece-by-piece
-And turned into a castle for some towering queen
-They're unable to know
-And when that queen's daughter came of age
Telling a story about a queen's daughter, suitors, and unrequited love, drawing parallels with personal experiences.
But I think she'd be lovely and stubborn and brave
-And suitors would journey from kingdoms away
-Just to make themselves known
-And I think that I know the bitter dismay
Reflecting on the disappointment of unreciprocated love and comparing it to a past romantic gesture.
Of a lover who brought fresh bouquets every day
-When she turned him away to remember some knave
-Who once gave just one rose, one day, years ago
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