Kevin Devine - Awake In The Dirt lyrics

Dad I know You can't see My actions as A plea for peace You can't get past The rocks stained red The nailbomb blast The doctor, dead Your prairie dream Your liberal heart Your patient mind Your father's arms They just won't do They just can't fit It's them, not Marx You can blame for this Alive in the dirt Alive in the dirt I am still, sainted and waiting For my perfect pain to speak through me again Dad, I found God Through Vietnam My Lai's graves Agent Orange See, we live lies We have to choose Our bombs speak loud So I spoke, too Then disappeared 10 miles from home Newark slum Where you won't go It's here I've found My higher self A life that works And suits me well I pray for the dirt I pray for the dirt And I ask to suffer in silence To stay here in hell Awake in the dirt My stutter lifts My words come clear Your little girl She's just not here I am sure At my d**h The truth will float On God's sweet breath Until that time Don't ask for me Behind this veil Is where I'll be At one with the dirt At one with the dirt I'm at peace, sainted and waiting For my perfect pain to cover me for good