Throwing Stones
Grateful Dead
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## > Date: Sun 19 Nov 1995 23:19:47 -08:0 Subject: CRD: Throwing Stones - Grateful Dead THROWING STONES Performed by the Grateful Dead on the Album In the Dark By: Weir/Barlow This version chorded by: Abe Klagsbrun 11/18/95 INTRO - A RIFF Picture a bright blue ball just spinning spinning freeDizzy with eternity Painted with a skin of sky brush in some clouds and sea Call it home to you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space. A closer look reveals the human race Full of hope full of grace is the human face But afraid we may lay our home to waste There’s a fear down hear we can’t forget. Hasn’t got a name just yet Always awake always around singing’ ashes ashes all fall down Now watch the ball revolves as the nighttime falls And again the hunt begins and again the blood wind calls By and by again the morning sun will rise. But the darkness never goes from some men’s eyes It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets Staking turf dividing up meat Nightmare spook peace of heat you and me you and me Flash switch blade in the ghetto night. Rudies looking for a fight Ratcat alley roll them bones need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes ashes all fall down. Ashes ashes all fall down Commissars and pinstripe bosses roll the dice. Anyway they fall guess who gets to pay the price? Money green or proletarian grey selling guns instead of food today So the kids they dance and shake their bones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes ashes all fall down. Ashes Ashes all fall down. Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit’s sleeping then the flesh is ink History’s page will be neatly carved in stone The future’s here we are it we are on our own. JAM If the game is lost then we’re all the same. No one left to place or take the blame We will leave this place an empty stone Or a shining ball of blue we can call our home So the kids they dance and shake their bones And the politicians throwing stones. Singing ashes ashes all fall down. Ashes ashes all fall down Shipping powders back and forth. Singing black goes south and white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars. Singing I got mine and you got yours While the latest fashions set the pace. Lose your step fall out of grace The radical he rant and rage. Singing someone got to turn the page And the rich man in his summer home. Singing just leave well enough alone. But his pants are down his covers blown. And the politicians throwing stones So the kids they dance and shake their bones Cause it’s all too clear we’re on our own Singing ashes ashes all fall down Ashes ashes all fall down Picture a bright blue ball just spinning spinning free. It’s dizzying the possibilities. Ashes ashes all fall down ....
