We Are Alive

There's a cross up yonder on Calvary Hill
There's a slip of blood on the silver knife
There's a graveyard kid down below
Where at night, the dead come to life
And above the stars that crackle and fire
A dead man's moon throws seven rings
When we put our ears to cold grave stones
This is the song they'd sing
"We are alive
And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
Our spirits rise
They carry a fire and light the spark
To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart"
A voice cried, "I was killed in Maryland in 1877
When the railroad workers made their stand"
"Well, I was killed in 1963
One Sunday morning in Birmingham"
"I died last year crossing the southern desert
My children left alone in San Pablo"
"Well, they've left our bodies here to rot
Oh, please let them know
We are alive
And though we lie alone here in the dark
Our souls will rise
To carry a fire and light the spark
To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart"
Let your mind rest easy
Sleep well, my friend
Told me our bodies would betray us in the end
I woke last night in the dark and dream hit deep
From my head to my feet
My body gone stone cold
There were worms crawling all around me
Fingers scratching at earth
Black and six foot low
Alone in the blackness of my grave
Alone I'd been left to die
And I heard voices calling all around me
The earth rose above me
My eyes filled with sky
We are alive
And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
Our souls and spirits rise
To carry the fire and light the spark
To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
We are alive