Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning down Spit and broken teeth, blood on the ground Raw are the hours, blackened out is the sun My lover is gone, my lover is gone
Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome
Still, black sorrow and bitter fermented The puddle of the poet's tears, forgotten the more they meant it The cry of a whip, the crack of a gun I'll never love another one, never love another one
Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome
There's a place I know, I've been there before Where the river cuts deep through the canyon In the wilderness I will clear my soul Up to the silence, to the thunder that rolls
And the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bones And I'll leave clean and I'll leave whole And I'll set out again to find my home
Glass furnace hard, and a stupor of loss Squall of surrender and paying the cost For a blindness for blindness, too late now I see Love, I come back to me, I come back to me
Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome
Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesome Live in the low ground, lay in the low ground Make your way through the low ground, lonesomeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
