Stone Throwers

Some say it's a combat zone,
Trying to protect all the things that we own,
From the dare unknown.

Some say we can't complain,
This favoured side of the earth our domain,
While the other side shudders in pain.

-Chorus-
Some say we're all the same.
Stone throwers living inside a glass cage.

Some say that those who reign with all their power should take all the blame
And our powerless disdain - it's so easy.

-Chorus-

To say we're all the same-
Each staggered birth born with the same love,
Each weary breath worthy of the same hope.