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Throwing Stones (Live at Oakland Coliseum Arena, Oakland, CA, December 16, 1992)
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Grateful Dead
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Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky Brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for 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 here we can't forget Hasn't got a name just yet Always awake, always around Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Ashes, ashes, all fall down Now watch as the ball revolves And the nighttimе falls Again the hunt begins Again the bloodwind calls By and by, thе morning sun will rise But the darkness never goes From some men's eyes No, it strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets Staking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat It's you and me You and me Oh, click flash blade in ghetto night Rudy's looking for a fight Rat cat alley, roll them bones Need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwin' stones Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Ashes, ashes, all fall down Anymore of the pin-stripe bosses on the dice Any way they roll Guess who gets to pay the price Singing money green is the only way Sell them guns, rape the earth today So the kids they dance And shake their bones And the politicians throwin' 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 Yes, history's page will be deeply carved in stone The future's here, we are it, we are on our own On our own On our own On our own On our own On our own On our own On our own On our own, on our own On our own, on our own 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 that shiny ball of blue we can call our home So the kids they dance And shake their bones Politicians throwin' stones Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Ashes, ashes, all fall down Shipping powders back and forth Yes, and black goes south and white comes north In a whole world full of petty wars Yes, and I got mine and you got yours And the current fashion sets the pace Lose your step, fall out of grace The radical, he rant and rage Singing someone's 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 cover's blown The politicians throwin' stones So the kids they dance And shake their bones 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 spinnin', spinnin' free
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