Lyrics (Gone Is) All but a Quarry of Stone - Daniel Romano
                                                No 
                                                masters 
                                                no 
                                                more 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                we 
                                                implore
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                state 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                age 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                thrown 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                shore
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                not 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                colors 
                                                that 
                                                glow 
                                                'neath 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                beauty 
                                                for 
                                                anyone
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                detail 
                                                on 
                                                time 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                throwaway 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                brawn 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                victor, 
                                                the 
                                                loser 
                                                the 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                not 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                ruins 
                                                if 
                                                what 
                                                was 
                                                once 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                beauty 
                                                for 
                                                anyone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                ache 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                wail
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                for 
                                                to 
                                                tell
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                hunger 
                                                that 
                                                gnaws 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                bone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                tale 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                blood 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                is 
                                                all 
                                                but 
                                                    a 
                                                quarry 
                                                of 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                rest 
                                                ever 
                                                earned, 
                                                creativity 
                                                turned
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                nature 
                                                from 
                                                which 
                                                it 
                                                incessantly 
                                                churned
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                not 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                morning 
                                                that 
                                                surely 
                                                will 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                beauty 
                                                for 
                                                anyone
 
                                    
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