what does it matter? a dream of love or a dream of lies
we're all gonna be in the same place when we die
your spirit don't even know your face or your name
the wind through your bones is all that remains
and we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be just dirt in the ground
the quill from a buzzard, the blood writes the word
I want to know, am I the sky or a bird?
hell's boiling over, and heaven is full
we're chained to the world, and we all gotta pull
and we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be just dirt in the ground
now the killer was smiling with nerves made of stone
he climbed the stairs, and the gallows groaned
and the people's hearts were pounding,
they were throbbing, they were red
as he swung out over the crowd, I heard the hangman said
we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be just dirt in the ground
now Cain slew Abel, he killed him with a stone
the sky cracked open, and the thunder groaned
along a river of flesh, can these dry bones live?
take a king or a beggar, and the answer they'll give
is we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be, yeah, yeah
I say, we're all gonna be just dirt in the ground
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