• NEWS  • TOUR DATES  • BIOG  • REVIEWS  • DISCOGRAPHY  • SAMPLES  • MAILING LIST  • CONTACTS  • BUY MUSIC 












from WORSE THAN PRIDE


    CAST THE STONE

    I feel the joy of autumn breeze
    Summer1s fallen to its knees
    One last glance towards the sun
    Hearts beating like a drum
    A distant bell rings out it1s sound
    As leaves are falling to the ground
    I feel our fingers intertwine
    To know this love is yours and mine

    But soon the winter winds will blow
    And soon you thought you had to go
    And if you1d rather be alone
    Then be the first to cast the stone

    Waves break upon the shore
    As winter leaves by every door
    The seed lies waiting in the ground
    To spread its blossom all around
    I walk alone upon the land
    And yearn for tender touch of hand
    To feel our fingers letting go
    Before the sun could melt the snow

    Winters freeze and summers burn
    Embrace the sun and rain in turn
    And if you1d rather be alone
    Then be the first to cast the stone
    And if you1d rather be alone
    Then be the first to cast the stone