Jakob Dylan — Everybody's Hurting lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Everybody's Hurting" by Jakob Dylan.


I’ve been walking the dirt floor
My eyes are open, Lord
Where did You go?
Have we just left You bored?
On down this unholy well
We rolled Stirring barrels
In hell to be warm
It’s further back down
Than the high ground
It ain’t milk and honey
We’re moving 'round
Only one thing is certain
And that’s everybody
Everybody’s hurting
Now we come from the country
Where the rain follows plow
And the evenings are cold enough
To pluck your feathers out
We hear your engines
Roaring deep and loud
As we work the mules
On this bludgeoned ground
We’ve hunted these hills dry
We’ve long outlasted the winter
And our last wood pile
Only one thing’s certain
And that’s everybody
Everybody’s hurting
Through rolling acres
Of bone yards we drift
Our spirit’s been broken
It’s been splintered to bits
Faith is believing
What you see ain’t so But my sweetheart
We’ve got to learn
To live with these ghosts
They can’t leave, we can’t go Now we’d sell this valley if we could
Go north where the sun sets
Dripping buckets of gold
Through snow-topped thunderheads
And rows of moving clouds
Coming down this mountain
How sweet salvation sounds
With our hands high
Like lowly pilgrims
As the old men dissolute
The young ones in Already know what
We’re just learning
That’s everybody
Everybody’s hurting