(x2) When she knew they had lost each other She came back to LA and she fucked his brother Now she's one more in the running for deciphering his tongue Like that hieroglyphic battle by Champollion and  Young   But he's a stone whoa  whoa                             he's a stone whoa  whoa                             I am cryptic  as the ages Been writing riddles since I first put ink to pages But I know that love is music if we play with open hands And my love won't need to read the score he'll see and understand   That I'm a stone whoa  whoa                             I'm a stone whoa  whoa                             And we're a stone's throw away from our own language And if I wasn't the Victorian type I would tell him so And vanquish any doubt But there's something about competition that leaves a bad taste in my mouth But we're a stone We're a stone's throw He is the Sun God alive from the tomb They all get lit up when he walks into the room But  music is the real tongues It's timeless and free And stretches from Memphis Egypt to Memphis Tennessee   But he's a stone whoa  whoa                             he's a stone whoa  whoa                             And we're a stone's throw away from our own language And if I wasn't the Victorian type I would tell him so And vanquish any doubt But there's something about competition that leaves a bad taste in my mouth But we're a stone We're a stone's throw yeah oh yeah oh oh Hidden in time who we are yeah oh yeah oh oh Written in stars      N.C. When we know we have N.C. found each other N.C. I will love you more for N.C. all your wounded lovers But we'll leave them in a moonlit daisy garden to their own excavations with a compass and we'll hope they make it home  That we're a stone whoa  whoa                             we're a stone whoa  whoa                             And we're a stone's throw away from our own language And if I wasn't the Victorian type I would tell him so And vanquish any doubt But there's something about competition that leaves a bad taste in my mouth But we're a stone We're a stone's throw whoa whoa whoa