Oh marble man sing to me of virtue

Plaster and stone hold up the statue

Tell me how I should feel and how to live

You who died a millennia ago what advice to give?

Ah, be good yes

Oh and also bold

Slow down dear marble man

Speaking silently from your pillar stand

Yes I shall be courageous

Of course I'll be kind

Pride? Me? I'll keep that in mind

Chin up! Why didn't I think of that?

But what am I to do when it hurts so?

Who should I go to?

Should I hide behind you?

Will you share my burdens too?

Who am I to pry?

Is that a tear that I spy ?

Of course not, how could you cry?

When all you have are those stoney eyes