Made of Stone - Daughter

What if I’m made of stone?

Feeling is not a system

Nervous I’m caught in a hold

Hoping I’m over thinking

I should be feeling more

Draped over your bones

Paint colours up the walls

To spread our inspirations

You are the likely cause

Of what will be my demise

Oh it’s not surprising

Just inconvenient

To play no part in

All of the instruments

Seem to be sounding out

''It's premature''

I think I’m made of stone

I should be feeling more

Love

It’s just face painting

Love

It’s just easing the waiting

Before dying without company

I think I’m made of stone

I think we are all

Built out of memory

Built out of scenes

Structures of whispers

Pass through our veins

Laid out on screens

Show our tiny heads

''You'll find love kid, it exists''