Oh you've never known the road as your country and your home And your blankets are the fog and you live better than your dog When you're flying just to fall and your sisters are paying for a call Death dances in the night and touches you with cold delight Oh the pain, we know you well One verse about the rich man leads to a chorus of the thieves And the town's people miss the bridge, regarding "Turn the other cheek" We are lovers of life and we live just to survive There's a fire in our eyes and we see right through your eyes The pain, we know you well Oh, the preacher tells the children "All are equal in God's eye" Why then are we still running, running 'till the hour we die? The pain, we know you well