Salt In The Wound Lyrics - History From Below - Delta Spirit

I want to disappear 

Far from the folks I know 

I want to get an answer 

To why I was even born 

No one here can tell me 

What's been haunting me all my life 

Well, this rat race has left me limping 

'Cause I balanced on the edge of the knife 

Why am I here? 

Oh, what should I do? 

Well, is this the point I'm trying to prove? 

If there's a God in my head 

Then there's a devil too 

How can I tell the difference 

When they both claim to be true? 

Maybe God is God 

Maybe the Devil is me 

Well, I just throw my chains on 

And tell myself that I'm free 

Chains, are they really there? 

Is this just in my head? 

Well, I'll just stay in bed 

Life sure has its meaning 

Over years I have postured the sun 

Thieves and preachers robbed me 

For many hat that I've hung 

Now with my heart wide open 

I listen to the wind just for a word 

Sure, I know it's futile 

But that's all I have in this world 

To look down from the hill and howl at the moon 

All the tears I cried never salted any wounds 

Well, the earth is so tender and cruel 

Well, if you're not there it's still so beautiful