They won't ever find out just where I hid them
One-hundred stones that sparkle in darkness
They caught me downtown changing the bus lines
An easy target midday no disguise
Searching for weak points
I only took them to find my way out
The self-infixed freeze that comes from boredom
You see I let them, I let them find me
One-hundred stones that mean nothing to me
I'm so innocent sir that I can't reveal a thing
I'm blind and happy sir to be tortured in this way