Kevin Devine - Awake in the dirt

Dad I ^Emknow You can't ^Asee My actions ^F#as A plea for ^Bmpeace

You can't get ^Empast The rocks stained ^Ared The nail bomb ^F#blast The doctor, ^Bmdead

Your prairie ^Emdream Your liberal ^Aheart Your patient ^F#mind Your father's ^Bmarms

They just won't ^Emdo They just can't ^Afit It's them, not ^F#Marx You can blame for ^Dthis

Alive in the ^Bbdirt ^{A D} Alive in the ^Emdirt I'm at ^F#peace, sainted and ^Bmwaiting For my ^Fperfect pain to speak through me again

Dad, I found ^EmGod Through Viet^Anam Mai Lai's ^F#graves Agent ^BmOrange

See, we live ^Emlies We have to ^Achoose Our bombs speak ^F#loud So I spoke, ^Bmtoo

Then disap^Empeared Ten miles from ^Ahome Newark ^F#slum Where you won't ^Bmgo

It's here I've ^Emfound My higher ^Aself A life that ^F#works And suits me ^Dwell

I pray for the ^Bbdirt ^{A D} I pray for the ^Emdirt And I a^F#sk to suffer in sil^Bmence ^F To stay here in ^Ghell ^C Awake in the ^G#dirt ^{G C} Awake in the ^G#dirt ^{G Em} Awake in the ^Amdirt now ^F

My stutter ^Emlifts My words come ^Aclear Your little ^F#girl She's just not ^Bmhere

I am ^Emsure At my ^Adeath The truth will ^F#float On God's sweet ^Bmbreath

Until that ^Emtime Don't ask for ^Ame Behind this ^F#veil Is where I'll ^Dbe

At one with the ^Bbdirt ^{A D} At one with the ^Emdirt I'm at ^F#peace, sainted and ^Bmwaiting For my ^Fperfect pain to cover me for^Bm good?