As rivers of stone play with my control
The almost-grey man comes and shakes my hand
He's the one who thought me rock n'roll
Now he's here to take me to that land
Where the kids have no name
And there's no one to blame
And everyone smiles under their hat.
But there the rain was the same
And one girl had a name
My house was exactly as old as before
But now there's a blonde in a red dress in front of it.
My hands look like fresh meat
And my eyes' look is poor.
Now I can't feel my feet
As I walk to the door.
There were some men staring at a clock
Wondering if the hour's gonna change.
I thought their brain had a blain
Or maybe I was a shrew.
On the street was a stain
And the street had no name.
Like the kids, the city and the almost-grey man.
Then a man passed me by as he marched down the street
And I asked:"What's wrong?!"
"There's a girl that can't feel her feet!
And I'm trying to find her,but she has no name.
Maybe you've seen her? Do you think you can help?"
"No,I was just listening to my breath."
But that girl was me.
And I do have a name!
Damn you,almost-grey man!
Bring me home again....