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A Stone Lyrics
Hot breath
rought skin, warm laughs and smiling, the lovliest 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 just to make themselves known. And I think that I know the bitter dismay of a lover who brought fresh brouquets 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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05-27-2005
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07-30-2005
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12-10-2005
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12-11-2005
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02-28-2006
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03-12-2006
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03-23-2006
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04-02-2006
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06-27-2006
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?
It sounds like Will is talking about his friend being lost somewhere and everyone is worried and looking for them, However because the friend/person has a mental problem they are just in some field picking flowers and singing. I'm probably very wrong that is just something I thought of while listening to the song. But I do think it's about the singer and his love interest loving a stone.
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08-22-2006
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12-15-2006
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02-16-2007
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05-09-2007
"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."
I know exactly how he feels, and the song still kinda hurts to listen to each time, but it's just SO good.
I agree with a lot of the previous comments. This song is about a man who is absolutely in love with a girl. She means the world to him, but no matter what he does, she's stuck in her past and doesn't want a future with him...
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06-12-2007
That bright kitchen, that old cleaver,
the spots of blood, the fallen phone reciever,
don’t you get tired of seeing those pictures?
That was me, but now I'm different.
I did all that, but now I'm really better.
So I don't think its too out of the question to hypothesize that the "stone" is actually dead. That being said, I think that the most important part of the song though, isn't the story... I think it's more the pain and frustration this guy is feeling... He expresses a lot of emotion in the lyrics and in the tone of the song as a whole, so I think those emotions are really the lead character in this song.
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06-15-2007
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06-24-2007
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10-08-2007
But do be very careful of how you refer to "he/she" or "the singer." Will Sheff is a poet and a student of literature. This song fits into the greater narrative of the entire "Black Sheep Boy" album and the narrator of this song is no more "the singer" than Shakespeare is the main character of all his plays (!) You belittle this small piece of poetry to simplfy it as such.
That said, I'm extremely curious to see how anyone reading this thinks it might fit in to the greater narrative of "Black , especially in Sheep Boy," the album. Especially, in relation to songs like "For Real" ("...sometimes i thirst for real blood, for real knives, for real cries...I want to know this time if you’re really finally mine...") or "A King and a Queen" ("...be hands holding a knife. Be a being on two feet, with his heart trembling, butchering for a king he believes in though he's never seen. Be the princess in that stone tower, crying for that handsome butcher's plight...") The same unreachable beloved shows up but who are these different narrators? Or are they the same character? The recurring motif of the princess in the tower of willing stones...the blood...hot life vs.the cold inanimate...what do you make of it, hey?
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10-08-2007
Such simple and powerful poetry! This is not some novice's direct, dull, black and white, 1-to-1 metaphor...no, this is far more abstract and evocative!
It pulls you into the small soul of the tiny stone that had, until this part, no voice at all. I mean--come on!-- what a mind is that (!?) to bring us into the hypothetical dreams of a emotionless stone. A stone that screws things up for our narrator so horribly...yet he's still got a bit of compassion for that unwilling stone and imagines how it might understand its role among the human world, and ultimately, how its emotional landscape is so different from those of humans who feel warmth and love and longing...all unknowable for a stone who wants nothing more that to be laid side-by-side, piece-by-piece with its own kind.
Does the stone long for that the way the narrator longs for his princess? Is that beloved stone as lonely and frustrated as the narrator (in his own stone-emotion language that we can't really understand)?
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10-31-2007
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02-20-2008
see love sucks :) (also fucking stone ass wanker) feels good to let it out anonimasly on the web
xx
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04-26-2008
My favorite line: "If stones could dream, they'd dream of being layed side-by-side, piece-by-piece, and turned into a castle
for some towering queen they're unable to know."
Poetry....
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04-26-2008
My favorite line: "If stones could dream, they'd dream of being layed side-by-side, piece-by-piece, and turned into a castle
for some towering queen they're unable to know."
Poetry....
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05-09-2008
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06-20-2008
I think it's dead guy and his girl who had one night/amount of time/"rose" together and she had a daughter. And although the singer truly loves her "whispered and meant"....he has tried to show his love to her in many ways "bouquet of flowers," but that he will never be as good as the one "rose." Also, the singer thinks it's built up over time and now she's immune to (his) love. "because it's smooth and it's cold" (also "dark and old"/unknown/murky) as in time/her mind has made it perfect and smoothed out the edges of anything that might've been wrong.
Annnd as she grows up, the "queen's daugther" will be told stories about this perfect night/love/father and will wait out for her perfect love and reject others who truly love her because she will have unreasonable expectations. In this way "heaviest weight" doubles as not wanting to love another after you think you've already found/had true love, but it's clearly meant as death early on as well. "if stones could dream...." They'd want their daughter to find perfect/true love like theirs, but they are "unable to know" that it will just make a "towering queen" preventing her from finding her true love.
Okay and i'm kinda thinking the rose is an actual rose that was given and that was passed down to the daughter. He calls the dead guy a "knave" and that guy is clearly driving him "fucking insane..."So she still has it and the singer knows the pain of unrequited love and how it seems so unknown/frustrating. So it's a common theme over time and i think the stone/rose combo ultimately ties into love/death gravestone/widow business quite well!
I still think he could be alive, but that makes for a slightly different picture. As in: Knave tricks girl into bed, girl thinks it's love, has daughter that falls for same type of knave. Meanhwhile singer/poets have trouble convincing the lady folk to love them. And the stone would be the knave being dead inside, and smooth meaning buff is suppose. And this cycle was starting long ago and the knaves have no intention of changing it. "side by side, piece by piece" Sorry this is so long, but it's my first post...so make it count. I joined because i was really helped by what everyone else said, so thanks to people who write stuff like this....it's certainly helped me.
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07-13-2008
He takes it a step further and thinks of a literal stone, giving it thoughts and feelings, which is a very poetic stanza in and of itself.
And then the best part, he segues that into a metaphor of a consistent, sweet suitor getting turned down over and over again in favor of someone who gave a rose, once, long ago. The stone. The poor suitor, like the singer, loses out to a stone. So our singer can empathize.
04-03-2009
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