Grateful Dead - Throwing stones

^BmPicture a ^Abright blue ball just ^Espinning, spinning ^Afree ^BmDizzy w^Gith eternity. ^{A E}Paint it with a skin of sky, brush^A in some clouds and ^Esea Call it ^Bmhome for you and me. ^{A Bm}A peaceful^A place or so it looks ^Efrom space ^{A Bm}A cl^Goser look reve^Aals the human race. ^EFull of hope, full of grace, is th^Ae human face. ^E But afra^Bmid, we may our lay home ^Ato waste.

^EThere's a fear down here we c^Dan't f^Aorget ^EHasn't got a name j^Dust ye^At ^EAlways awake, alw^Days aro^Aund ^ESinging ashes,ashes a^Dll fall ^Adown, as^Ehes,ashes,all fall down

^BmNow watch ^Aas the ball revolves a^End the nighttime fa^Alls ^BmAnd ^Gagain the hunt^A begins and again the bloodwind calls ^EBy and by again, the morning sun w^Aill rise ^E But the ^Bmdarkness never goes from^A some men's eyes. ^BmIt strolls t^Ahe sidewalks and it ro^Ells the streets ^{A Bm}Stak^Ging turf, divi^Ading up meat. ^ENightmare spook, piec^Ae of heat, ^E It's you^Bm and me, you and me. ^A

^EClick, flashblade in gh^Detto n^Aight. ^ERudies looking fo^Dr a f^Aight. ^ERat cat alley r^Doll them b^Aones. ^ENeed that cash to fe^Ded that jo^Anes ^EAnd the politicians t^Dhrowing s^Atones ^ESinging ashes,ashes ^Dall fall d^Aown, a^Eshes,ashes all fall down

^C#mCommissars and ^Apin-striped bosses ^Eroll the dice ^BmAny way they ^Gfall guess who gets to ^Apay the price. ^EMoney green or ^Aproletarian ^Egray, Selling ^Bmguns instead of food to^Aday.

^ESo the kids they d^Dance, they shake their b^Aones ^EAnd the politicians th^Drowing s^Atones ^ESinging ashes,ashes a^Dll fall d^Aown, a^Eshes,ashes,all fall down

^BmHeartless ^Apowers try to tell us ^Ewhat to think ^{A Bm}If the spirit's ^Gsleeping, then^A the flesh is ink. And hist^Bmory's page, it is thusl^Ay carved in stone ^BmThe future's here, we a^Are it, we are on our own.

^BmIf the gam^Ae is lost then we're a^Ell the same ^{A Bm}No o^Gne left to pla^Ace or take the blame. ^EWe will leave t^Ahis place an^E empty stone Or this ^Bmshinning ball of blue w^Ae can call our home

^ESo the kids they d^Dance, they shake their b^Aones ^EAnd the politicia^Dns are throwing s^Atones ^ESinging ashes,a^Dshes all fall do^Awn, a^Eshes,ashes all fall down

^EShipping po^Dwders back and ^Aforth ^ESinging "black goes so^Duth while white comes n^Aorth" ^EAnd the whole worl^Dd full of petty^A wars ^ESinging "I got min^De and you got y^Aours." ^EAnd the current fa^Dshions set the ^Apace. ^ELose your step, f^Dall out of gr^Aace. ^EAnd the radical he r^Dant and r^Aage, ^ESinging "someone got to t^Durn the p^Aage" ^EAnd the rich man in his s^Dummer h^Aome, ^ESinging "Just leave well e^Dnough a^Alone" ^EBut his pants are down, his ^Dcover's b^Alown ^EAnd the politicians are thr^Dowing st^Aones ^ESo the kids they dance they sh^Dake their b^Aones ^ECause its all too clear we're^D on our o^Awn ^ESinging ashes,a^Dshes all fall d^Aown, a^Eshes,ashes all fall down

^BmPicture a ^Abright blue ball just ^Espinning, spinning ^Afree ^BmIt's diz^Gzying, the po^Assibilities. ^EAshes, Ashes all fall down.