If I couldn't be touched
The world would be a million dollar veil
Shouts and whispers through thick air
Marking floor with blue and gray
Whisper to me dance around me
Beware the commandment
Look but don't touch
Touch but don't taste
Written in stone
Carved within lives
Who is to praise
Who is to blame
Pour down on me
The rain of complaints
Shouts and whispers through thick air
Marking floor with blue and gray