This is a LIVE rehearsal version!!! With the usual twists and turns that our fans expect from us; comes our hard-hitting, soul-enhancing, through provoking Throw Down Those Stones. Written in the aftermath of the Las Vegas Massacre and so many others around the world in recent years and the ongoing increasing violence in our own community of Brantford Ontario. We don't have any answers but we know that the solution must come in the form of LOVE!!!
Lyrics: Joan Minnery, Anne Minnery, Bob Minnery
Music: Bill Minnery, Joan Minnery, Bob Minnery, Anne Minnery
Joan Minnery: Vocals
Bill Minnery: Lead Guitar
Bob Minnery: Rhythm Acoustic
Dan Taylor: Drums
Written in the aftermath of the Las Vegas Massacre and so many others around the world in recent years and the ongoing increasing violence in our own community of Brantford Ontario. We don't have any answers but we know that the solution must come in the form of LOVE!!!
Throw Down Those Stones
Where you going with that gun son, where you going?
That fire in your head son, fevers growing
Where you going with that gun son, wild wind blowing!
Walls are closing in son, the cock is crowing.
Where you going with that gun son, fangs are showing.
Who are these children? Whose seed in them grows? Hatred is hatred.
So, David...throw down those stones!!!
Where you going with that gun son, hear that voice?
Talk inside your head son, what’s that noise?
Bullets for your thoughts son, boys will be boys
What you got to get son, your torment toys.
Bitterness builds nothing son .... It destroys.
Love is immaculate. It Rises, it falls, it lifts.
Life is life only, a moment a treasure, a gift.
Love is the answer. Love is the power supreme
Life leads the way forward. When we wear love on our sleeve
Take the time to listen to your heart. Wait for the boom boom to start.
Feel your worth from way deep inside ya, Hear the boom boom of your heart.
There’s hope right there, over yonder. Feel the boom boom boom of your heart
There’s always gonna be a sense of wonder. That’s the boom of your heart.
What upset your world, son? What made you start to hate?
Is there time to talk about it? Or is it already too late?
Did the chanting voices stir you? Make you feel not so alone?
Feeling safer in a crowd Than standing all alone
Puppy`s tails wag a little stronger. Boom boom goes your heart When you hug a friend hold a little tighter. Feel the boom boom boom of their heart.