Awake In the Dirt Lyrics

Dad I know
You can't see
My actions as
A plea for peaceYou can't get past
The rocks stained red
The nailbomb blast
The doctor, deadYour prairie dream
Your liberal heart
Your patient mind
Your father's armsThey just won't do
They just can't fit
It's them, not Marx
You can blame for thisAlive in the dirt
Alive in the dirt
I am still, sainted + waiting
For my perfect pain to speak through me againDad, I found God
Through Vietnam
My Lai's graves

Agent OrangeSee, we live lies
We have to choose
Our bombs spoke loud
So I spoke, tooThen disappeared
10 miles from home
Newark slum
Where you won't goIt's here I've found
My higher self
A life that works
And suits me wellI pray for the dirt
I pray for the dirt
And I ask to suffer in silence
To stay here in hellAwake in the dirtMy stutter lifts
My words come clear
Your little girl
She's just not hereI am sure
At my death
The truth will float
On God's sweet breathUntil that time
Don't ask for me
Behind this veil
Is where I'll beAt one with the dirt
At one with the dirt
I'm at peace, sainted + waiting
For my perfect pain to cover me for good