Awake in the Dirt Songtext
von Kevin Devine

Dad, I know you can′t see
My actions as a plea for peace
You can't get past the rocks stained red
The nail bomb blast that doctored Dad
Your prairie dream, your liberal heart
Your patient mind, your father′s arms
They just won't do, they just can't fit
It′s them, not Marx, you can blame for this

Alive in the dirt
Alive in the dirt on my peace
Sainted and waiting for my perfect pain
To speak through me again


Dad, I found God through Vietnam
My Lai′s graves and Agent Orange
See, we live lies, we have to choose
Our bombs spoke loud, so I spoke too
Then disappeared to miles from home
A Newark slum where you won't go
It′s here I found my higher self
A life that works and suits me well

I pray for the dirt
I pray for the dirt and I ask
To suffer in silence
To stay here and help, oh, oh
Awaken the dirt
Awaken the dirt
Awaken the dirt now

With stuttered lips, my words come clear
Your little girl, she's just not here
And I am sure that at my death
The truth will flow on God′s sweet breath
Until that time, don't ask for me
Behind this veil is where I′ll be

At one with the dirt
At one with the dirt on my peace
Sainted and waiting for my perfect pain
To cover me for good