A Stone Lyrics - Okkervil River
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Hot breath, rough skin, warm laughs and smiling, the loveliest words whispered and meant - you like all these things. But, though you like all these things, you love a stone. You love a stone, because it’s smooth and it’s cold. And you’d love most to be told that it’s all your own. You love white veins, you love hard grey, the heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape, the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone - you love a stone. And I’m found too fast, called too fond of flames, 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. You’re out singing songs, and I’m down shouting names at the flickerless screen, going fucking insane. Am I losing my cool, overstating my case? Well, baby, what can I say? You know I never claimed that I was a stone. And you love a stone. You love white veins, you love hard grey, the heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape, the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone - you love a stone. You love a stone, because it’s dark, and it’s old, and if it could start being alive you’d stop living alone. And I think I believe that, if stones could dream, 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, I think she’d be lovely and stubborn and brave, and suitors would journey from kingdoms away to make themselves known. And I think that I know the bitter dismay 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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Stunning | Reviewer: Aviad | 3/30/11
Listened to this frist about 5 mionutes ago, and while I was doing something completely different this was in the background.
I just stopped what I was doing and had to go back to the beginning to realize the genius of what I'd just heard. It was that part that goes "the bitter dismay 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" WOW. Beautiful stuff, deep, pithy. This guy KNOWS what writing music is all about. Okkervil are a great band. This proves it.
Amazing. | Reviewer: Anonymous | 4/24/10
This song is one of the only songs that can knock me off my feet.
The lyrics are amazing. Will Sheff conveys real emotion in his lyrics. Deffinately the best song writer ever in my eyes.
Also, I relate to this song completely.
brillieant | Reviewer: Anonymous | 2/1/10
an example of timeless, genius songwriting
and the singing is unbelievably real
and the lyrics are up there w/ dylan thomas, sylvia plath, chasing Walt Whitman up a 21st century alley in the night w/ a bottle of wine
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