My Muse was indeed musing the last couple of days. A little bit deeper and heavier than usual, possibly. Although, to be fair, “deep and heavy” is my middle name. This particular song might be described as personal therapy. I don’t know. It’s not for everybody and it’s been hanging around for a long while I suspect. Waiting for the right moment to pop out and surprise me. And possibly upset others.

The First Stone
I’m not a believer anymore
I didn’t find what I was looking for
It wasn’t that, that’s for sure

But I like some
Of the words that he said
And some of them, yes some of them
Still live in my head

He who is without sin
Let him throw the first stone
He who is without sin
Let him throw the first stone

I’m not a believer anymore
Who knows what I was looking for
It wasn’t that, that’s for sure

But I like some
Of the things that he did
And some of them,
That they say he did
I wish we all did

Let the children speak
Don’t turn them away
Let the children speak
Don’t turn them away

And I know what they say
I once said it too
You can’t have some of it
You can’t have  some of it
It has to be all of it.

The thing is
All of it, ain’t true
And you know that too
Coz you don’t follow all of it
You don’t believe all of it
Even if you say you do
You pick and choose
What’s true for you

Coz you’re a sinner, like me
That’s Ok. It’s hard to know.
You get things wrong.
We all do.

He who is without sin
Let him throw the first stone
He who is without sin
Let him throw the first stone
He who is without sin
Let him throw 
Let him throw
The first stone