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Throwing stones does no good, When you’re trying to hit the sky; Everything you ever followed, Leaving you to cry. I gave away, all my time I gave away I gave away, all my time Picked up, I fall back down Given hope, I’ll lose my ground And you’ve been here all the time, Wondering what you’ll find; All you’re dreams have withered, Leaving you behind. I will chase my dreams no longer, Wait around till it makes me dry; Everything you ever followed, Left you to cry.