Baron Of No Way

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