"Throwing Stones" lyrics

Strange, how the sunlight feels on my skin
Like a hand that's warm
And the day finds me with another drink in my hand
Shine on, shine on, shine on

Wait, now the clouds form the incoming storm
Guess I should have known
From the way that my thoughts had given way to a song
Hang on

Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We're walking around in circles endlessly

Breathe as the smoke from another cigarette
Swirls around my head
And I lean against the wall and contemplate going to bed
When will the rain stop?

Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We're walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that's a funeral
That I won't attend consciously

The battle of self we face it all alone
With nobody's help we save ourselves
There's no throwing stones

Now the sunlight begins to creep in
I guess I'll try again

Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We're walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that's a funeral
That I won't attend consciously