I was born with a storm blowing down the track

When I left, you can bet that you did not want me ever to come back

I rode so high, oh Lord, I rode until I fell

That's where he found me, drunk in the bottom of the well

It's been some time, oh Lord, since things have been okay

It's freezing cold in the sun, and it burns in the shade

We've been 'round and 'round, we're fiending on your blocks

Eyes to the sidewalk, picking up the crumbs he drops

It's cold and deep, but we have learned to trust

We'll keep on following the trail you've left for us

Oh Lord, what I need to know

Is this the place that I'll call home?

He sat and smiled and said that he could could help our hand

Just save him space on our skin for his brand

Oh, we listened hard, yeah, to the Prince of Lies

We signed on the dotted line, see you on the other side

It's cold and deep, but we have learned to trust

We'll keep on following the trail you've left for us

Oh Lord, what I need to know

Is this the place that I'll call

We'll pick up copper till it turns to gold

And drive forever blind as he guides us down the road

We'll sleep in the streets with debris till he gives us what we need

It's all just proof that Satan wants us to succeed

Satan wants us to succeed, Satan wants us to succeed

Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan

When the dust settled down to the ground

And we had a chance to look at the damage all around

I could not think of a place for us to go

I could not remember which direction was home

It's cold and deep, but we have learned to trust

We'll keep on following the trail you've left for us

Oh Lord, what I need to know