I used to sit for hours as a kid
Dangle my feet from an old flat bridge
Seein' myself in the water below
Shatter my image with the stones I'd throw
I recall a vacant old shack
Down by the edge of the tobaccer patch
A child's reflection in a dirty window
Shatter my image with the stones I'd throw
A long time gone and a long time ago
When I shattered my image with the stones I'd throw
The world is cruel and people are cold
They shatter my image with the stones they throw
Shatter my image with the stones they throw
I'm far from perfect but I ain't all bad
It hurts me more than it makes me mad
You gather your stones by stoopin' so low
Then shatter my image with the stones you throw
If you live in a glass house don't throw stones
Don't shatter my image till you look at your own
Look at your reflection in your house of glass
Don't open my closet if your own's full of trash
Stay out of my closet if your own's full of trash
A long time gone and a long time ago...
A long time gone and a long time ago ...