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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

 The doctor, dead

 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

 I'm at peace, sainted and waiting

 For my perfect pain to speak through me again

Break

 Dad, I found God

 Through Vietnam

 Mai Lai's graves

 Agent Orange

 See, we live lies

 We have to choose

 Our bombs speak loud

 So I spoke, too

 Then disappeared

 Ten miles from home

 Newark slum

 Where you won't go

 It's here I've 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 in hell

 Awake in the dirt

 Awake in the dirt

 Awake in the dirt now

 My stutter lifts

 My words come clear

 Your little girl

 She's just not here

 I am sure

 At my death

 The truth will float

 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

 I'm at peace, sainted and waiting

 For my perfect pain to cover me for good?

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