From the recording Salt
Lyrics
Tell me, should I want to live again
Grow and feed and carry weight again
You’re getting awful short on memory
Building a brittle life outside my canopy
Your heady way of knowing
Lacks a deeper sense of empathy
I could save you from the straight path
Going nowhere fast
Praying to dead gods at the last
And there is an answer
There is an answer, ooh,
There is an answer
Somewhere down in the bitter earth
Somewhere down in the ragged earth
Somewhere down in the brittle earth
Somewhere down here
[Instrumental]
Somewhere down in the bitter earth
Somewhere down in the ragged earth
Somewhere down in the brittle earth
Somewhere down here