Great Gla** Elevator - Through The Looking Gla** lyrics

The surface of a stone Is gray and dead And dry as bone For children climbing, for weather molding No one takes time to look below To see the beauty in the mold The insects thriving Turn me over, turn me over I dont want to die alone Dust in earth and dry (as bone) Look me over, look me over I'll die happy if you know My underside is beautiful Within the confines of my stone My mind is warm, my heart is cold And I've been finding my love declining The god-shaped void is never full Wine, song and women flood my skull A bell is chiming, come home