dirt in the ground

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 leave knowing

your face or your name

and the wind through your bones

is all that remains

and we're all gonna be

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

'cause hell is boiling over

and heaven is full

we're chained to the world

and we all gotta pull

and 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 ofver the crowd

i heard the hangman said

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?

ask a king or a beggar

and the answer they'll give

is we're all gonna be

yea yeah

we're all gonna be just

dirt in the ground