The Grateful Dead — Throwing Stones Live at Boston Garden Boston MA September 25 1991

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] They say 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 Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down [Verse 2] Watch as the ball revolves And thе nighttime falls Again the hunt begins And again thе bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise But 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 [Chorus] 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 The politicians throwin' stones Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down [Bridge] Commissars and pin-stripe bosses roll the dice Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price Money green or proletarian gray Selling guns instead of food today [Chorus] So the kids they dance and shake their bones Politicians throwin' stones Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Ashes, ashes, all fall down [Instrumental] [Verse 3] Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit's sleeping then the flesh is ink History's page will be deeply carved in stone The future's here, we are it, we are on our own On our own We are on our own On our own On our own We are on our own We are on our own We are on our own We are on our own On our own On our own On our own Own [Instrumental] [Verse 4] 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 [Chorus] So the kids they dance and shake their bones Politicians throwin' stones Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down [Verse 5] Shipping powders back and forth And black goes south and white comes north In a whole world full of petty wars Yeah, and I got mine and you got yours And the current fashion sets the pace Lose your step, fall out of grace Radical, he rant and rage Singing someone's got to turn the page But the rich man in his summer home Singing just leave well enough alone His pants are down, his cover's blown [Chorus] And 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 Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down [Outro] Picture a bright blue ball just spinnin', spinnin' free It's dizzy with possibilities