At Least My Heart Was Open

Well, tomorrow may not be like any other day
It's so hard to know, now what with the collecting day
See, lately, they been swinging out the racking ball
Tipping down on the foundations I spent so long upon
Making sure they will be strong

BUT YOU & I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE
YOU, YOU & I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE

And I may empty up my pockets in their happy day
Then I turn my back and I will simply walk away
Made me thinking old and rich I divine
But I would long since disappeared by then
Like water in the sand
Cause you see, gold is all that they have pined

BUT YOU & I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE
YOU, YOU & I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE

There are pawns on a type, and I'm back, your customer
Tryna find my feet, and find my "joie de vive" again
But I can make it on my own and I need something strong
But I can bear, let me hold on

YOU AND I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE
YOU AND I, WE ARE HARD AS STONE

You & I
You & I
You & I
You & I
You & I
You & I
You & I