Oh you've never known the road as your country and your home
And your blankets are the fog and you live better than your dog
When you're flying just to fall and your sisters are paying for a call
Death dances in the night and touches you with cold delight
Oh the pain, we know you well

One verse about the rich man leads to a chorus of the thieves
And the town's people miss the bridge, regarding “Turn the other cheek”
We are lovers of life and we live just to survive
There's a fire in our eyes and we see right through your eyes
The pain, we know you well

Oh, the preacher tells the children “All are equal in God's eye”
Why then are we still running, running 'till the hour we die?
The pain, we know you well