by Tom Waits
What does it matter?
Dream of love or dream of lies
We're all gonna be in the same place when we die
The spirit don't leave knowin'
Your face or your name
And the wind through your bones is all that remains
Chorus:
And We're all gonna be
Yeah, yeah
I said we're all gonna be
Yeah, yeah
We're all gonna be
Yeah. yeah
We're all gonna be just dirt in the ground
Quill from a buzzard
Blood writes the word
I wanna know, am i the sky or a bird?
Hell's boilin' over
Heaven is full
We're chained to the world, and we all gotta pull
Chorus
The killer was smilin'
Nerves made of stone
He climed the stairs and the gallows groaned
The people's hearts were poundin'
They were throbbin', they were red
As he swung out over the crowd I heard the hangman
say
Chorus
Cain slew Able
Killed him with a stone
The sky cracked open and the thunder groaned
Along this river of flesh
Can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar and the answer he'll give
is
Chorus