Cast the First Stone

You want me, when I am strong and gentle.
You want me, when I can chase your ghosts away.
You want me, when I am calm and peaceful;
Cry on my shoulder at the end of the day ....

Where are you, when I am vain and foolish?
Where are you, when pride has made me blind?
Where are you, when I need strength and wisdom?
When human imperfection is my only crime?

Chorus:

You ain't got no sickness, gonna take away my pain.
You ain't got an empty belly, gonna throw me a bone.
Your shit smells sweet as roses, your mansion's made of glass,
You ain't got no sin, go on and cast the first stone!

You love me, when you're scared and lonely.
You need me, when the world is just too much.
You call me, when you need someone to cling to
When you feel like you're drowning, it's me that you clutch.

Where is your hand, when I lose my direction?
Where is your patience, when I have let you down?
All the things I give you slip like water through your fingers,
And all the ways I fail you stay like blood upon the ground.

Chorus.

You tell me, I deserve to be happy.
You say I need you, gonna stand by my side.
You thank me for all the ways that I can love you.
Vows in fiery letters, written large upon the sky.

So why don't I turn my cartons into castles?
and when will I chase my rainbows down to gold?
How much longer can I live on dreams and melodies?
Where will I lay my head when I am old?

Bridge:

Measure me so carefully for the cross that I will bear,
but keep your hammer handy so you can nail me to it later.
Cover me with sweet, sweet words, then find the perfect ant hill,
My sacrifice makes up for all the things those others never paid for.

Chorus, repeated again for ending, just as many times as you want.

Chords and music available on request.

Notes:
I've always wanted to write the blues, and this song really started out being the blues. Really. I started it before I took the Standard back in September, and have been struggling with it for months now. I'm still not sure that it's done, and do not consider it one of my better works, but it's definitely a WIP, to be improved upon later when I have the studio time--this is DEFINITELY a studio song, as it ended up being more metal-sounding than I had intended. And, for all you paranoid fucks out there who think it's about you, yep, you're right. It is. All of you, even the ones I haven't met yet.

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