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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=73528" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Throwin' Stones</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free<br>Dizzy with eternity.<br>Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea<br>Call it home for you and me.<br>A peaceful place or so it looks from space<br>A closer look reveals the human race.<br>Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face.<br>But afraid, we may our home to waste.<br>There's a fear down here we can't forget hasn't got a name just yet<br>Always awake, always around singing ashes to ashes all fall down.<br>Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls<br>And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls<br>By and by again, the morning sun will rise<br>But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes.<br>It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets<br>Stalking turf, dividing up meat.<br>Nightmare spook, piece of heat, you and me, you and me.<br>Click, flashblade in ghetto night. Rudies looking for a fight.<br>Rat cat alley roll them bones. Need that cash to feed that jones<br>And the politicians throwing stones<br>Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.<br>Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice<br>Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price.<br>Money green or proletarian gray, selling guns instead of food today.<br>So the kids they dance, they shake their bones<br>While the politicians throwing stones<br>Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.<br>Heartless powers try to tell us what to think<br>If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink.<br>History's page, it is thusly carved in stone<br>The future's here, we are it, we are on our own.<br>If the game is lost then we're all the same<br>No one left to place or take the blame.<br>We will leave this place an empty stone<br>Or this shinning ball of bule we can call our home<br>So the kids they dance, they shake their bones<br>While the politicians are throwing stones<br>Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.<br>Shipping powders back and forth<br>Singing "black goes south while white comes north"<br>And the whole world full of petty wars<br>Singing "I got mine and you got yours."<br>And the current fashions set the pace.<br>Lose your step, fall out of grace.<br>And the radical he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page"<br>And the rich man in his summer home,<br>Singing "Just leave well enough alone"<br>But his pants are down, his cover's blown<br>And the politicians are throwing stones<br>So the kids they dance they shake their bones<br>Cause its all too clear we're on our own<br>Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free<br>It's dizzying, the possibilities. Ashes, Ashes all fall down</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Grateful Dead - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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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.
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