Lyrics:

Don't give me answers or I would refuse
Yes is a word for which I have no use
And I wasn't looking for Heaven or Hell
Just someone to listen to stories I tell, yeah

What is a blessing? What is a dream?
Caught between portraits and none's what it seems
Why is it some people expect there's a change
When I feel I'm a part of something I can't see?
And I feel the same

Don't offer questions or I will retreat
Fame is a cancer and ego its seed

And I wasn't looking for Heaven or Hell
Just someone to listen to stories I tell


Do we ever wonder?
Did you ever care?
Stories I tell
Stories I tell
Stories I tell

Subtle salvation in poems and prose
Hiding our heads in some shadow of home
And I wasn't looking for wreaths or for bells
Just someone to listen to stories I tell
Stories I tell
Stories I tell

Stories

Stories I tell
Stories I tell
Stories I tell
Stories I tell