Intro: verse 1 Do we close our curtains when we hear our neighbour call So we won’t see him suffer when his back's to the wall? ~ Do we sit back silent and watch a brother fall? Do we love so little, we are no friend at all? Do we look right past him ~ Tell him life’s a glass thing Prone to shatter, full of vast unknowns Where we pay for every last thing ~ And retribution’s fast sting Comes from hands forever casting stones verse 2 Do we cut and condemn and never comprehend ~ That trust can turn into a dividend And love will leave you richer in the end Or do we love so little, we are no true friend Oh, is it easier to blast him ~ And spend our time forecasting That he’ll, no doubt, lose everything he owns We remember every past thing ~ Our memory’s everlasting And so we are forever casting stones Instrumental verse 3 When he looks on luck, do we have to have it When he bends his back, do we reach to stab it ~ If he has a little hope, do we always grab it And drag him down, like a hound on a rabbit Do we look right past him ~ Tell him life’s a glass thing Prone to shatter, full of vast unknowns Where we pay for every last thing ~ And retribution’s fast sting Comes from hands forever ~ Remember casting are memories everlasting N.C. And so we are forever casting stones