Paper is cut by scissors,
Scissors is smashed by stone,
Stone is covered by paper---
I'm all alone.

A shadow hovered through the laughter and the fun,
Our youthful days were fading like the August sun.
And so we turned up all the lamps and drew the blinds
To blot the silence and the future from our minds.

Paper is cut by scissors,
Scissors is smashed by stone,
Stone is covered by paper---
I'm all alone.

And then before we knew it autumn came one day,
The games we played so often dried and blew away,
The world erupted through the shutters and the bars
And burned the ornaments and all the tinsel stars.

Paper is cut by scissors,
Scissors is smashed by stone,
Stone is covered by paper---
I'm all alone.