Everybody's Hurting

I been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord

Where did you go, have we just left you bored?

On down this unholy well we rolled

Stirring barrels in hell to be warm

It's further back down than the high ground

It ain't milk and honey we're moving 'round

Only one thing is certain

And that's everybody

Everybody's hurting

Now we come from the country where the rain follows plow

And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out

We hear your engines roaring deep and loud

As we work the mules on this bludgeoned ground

We've hunted these hills dry

We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pile

Only one thing's certain

And that's everybody

Everybody's hurting

Through rolling acres of bone-yards we drift

Our spirits' been broken, it's been splintered to bits

Faith is believing what you see ain't so

And my sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghosts

They can't leave, we can't go

Now we'd sell this valley if we could go north

Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold

Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds

Coming down this mountain, how sweet salvation sounds

With our hands out like lowly pilgrims

As the old men death salute the young ones in

Already know what we're just learning

Now, that's everybody

Everybody's hurting