Timberman - The Stone That Used To Be My Heart
In Stockholm, on what would be translated as Timberman street (which is where I took my moniker from, as my home studio was facing that street), there is a stone wall that Ive passed many many times. One day I noticed a minimal, very poetic piece
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Story behind the song
In Stockholm, on what would be translated as “Timberman street” (which is where I took my moniker from, as my home studio was facing that street), there is a stone wall that I’ve passed many many times. One day I noticed a minimal, very poetic piece of art right in that wall, that I thought was moving and it inspired me to write this song
Lyrics
The Stone That Used To Be My Heart
Please don’t ask me about my past
I don’t remember anything of the pain
That I caused those I held so close
So asking will just be in vain
I’ve closed the doors to the space I’m in
Can’t return to the things I set apart
All my memories are like fossils deep within
The stone that used to be my heart
All flowers are pressed, pale and dry
They’re in a book with a cover marked Yesterday
I wouldn’t stand seeing them again
And they wouldn’t stand the daylight anyway
This armor of mine was once my skin
It’s bullet proof and it won’t come apart
And my memories are like fossils deep within
The stone that used to be my heart
Don’t say you understand who I am
No need to say you know how I feel
Don’t ask me why I can’t let you in
I’m sorry but there’s nothing here to heal