Cll along I was just what I thought I should be
Never finding out if I was real
Living on plans to come hopin that in the end
She would take me where I need to be
Not now, that can only last, that can only last so long
Well here we are throwing stones
Strongest arm wins the thrown
Smartest and the richest will succeed
But stones sink so low and touch the sand
Nothing in them makes a man
Even though we're told it's what we need
To the bottom
Here we are throwing stones