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Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open LordWhere did you go, have we left you bored?On down this unholy well we rolledStirring barrels in hell to be warmIt's further back down than to high groundOnly one thing is certainThat's everybodyEverybody's hurtingWe come from the country where the rain follows plowAnd the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers outWe hear your engines roaring deep and loudAs we work the mules on this bludgeoned groundWe've hunted these hills dryWe've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pileOnly one thing is certainThat's everybodyEverybody's hurtingThrough rolling acres of bone yards we driftOur spirits' been broken been splintered to bitsFaith is believing what you ain't soMy sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghostsThey can't leave and we can't goWe'd sell this valley if we could go up northSongtexteWhere the sun sets dripping buckets of goldThrough snow topped thunderheads and rows of windCloudsComing down this mountain how sweet salvation soundsWith our hands out like lowly pilgrimsAs the old men death salute the young ones inAlready know what we're just learningThat's everybodyEverybody's hurting Aus Songtexte Mania