STONES
(c) Mitch Townley, Joe Hash

Everybody's got their stuff
Little things we like to judge
What we eat or what we wear
How we pray or grow our hair
Can't leave well enough alone
Soon we're picking up a stone

THROW AWAY, THROW AWAY, THROW AWAY THOSE STONES
THROW AWAY, THROW AWAY, THROW AWAY THOSE STONES
WE'RE NOT ALL THAT DIFFERENT, NOT SO FAR APART
THE DISTANCE FROM OUR HEADS TO OUR HEARTS IS JUST A STONE'S THROW AWAY

Saw it on the internet
Slaughter of the innocents
People driven from their homes
Starving, helpless, all alone
In the name of God above
The One who taught us how to love

CHORUS (FIRST HALF)

We convince ourselves in a thousand different languages
To hate the people we don't understand
But the bullets, bombs, the blood, the bones, the bandages
They can't defeat an outstretched open hand

Love is just a stone's throw, it's just a stone's throw away
Love is just a stone's throw, it's just a stone's throw away
Throw away those stones

CHORUS (SECOND HALF)
IT'S JUST A STONE'S THROW AWAY
THROW AWAY THOSE STONES