Rockaxeon

Early humans make rock tools. Rockaxeon Rockaxeon Can you hear me Calling to you from millions of years ago Now you call me Australopithecus But I never cared about this I, I could make things Things I could make things from rocks From Rocks I, I Could make things from rocks Yeah, from rocks I, I Would use them to work for me I, I Would carry them with me I, I Would never let them go, no All the ones who bore you The ones who came before you Are whispering Are listening Are singing All the ones who made you Maybe not the same as you I know, I know The Rose Quartz Ax is created. I, I Found the most beautiful rock The color of blood I, I Shaped it gently So gently I, I Would have it with me to die All of the ones who bore you The ones who came before you Are whispering Are listening Are singing All the ones who made you Maybe not the same as you I know, I know RockaxeonMaybe not the same as you, I know RockaxeonI know RockaxeonMaybe not the same as you I know RockaxeonI know I can take things, create things Shape things and make things into something else I have eyes, I have color I turn one thing to another Then it's mine, it's mine I'm the one who bore you The one who came before you I'm whispering I'm listening I'm singing I, I I'm singing I,I Would use them to work for me I, I Would carry them with me I,I Would never let them go, no Rockaxeon Rockaxeon Rockaxeon Rockaxeon I can take things, create things Shape things and make things into something else I have eyes, I have color I turn one thing to another Then it's mine, it's mine It's mine It's mine