Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning down   Spit and broken teeth, blood on the ground   Raw are the hours, blackened out is the sun   My lover is gone, my lover is gone      Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome   Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome      Still black sorrow and bitter fermented   The puddle of the poet's tears, forgot the more they meant it   The cry of a whip, the crack of a gun   I'll never love another one, never love another one      Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome   Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome      There's a place I know, I've been there before   Where the river cuts deep through the canyon   In the wilderness I will clear my soul   Up to the silence, to the thunder that rolls      And the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bones   And I'll leave clean and I'll leave whole   And I'll set out again to find my home      Glass furnace hard, and a stupor of loss   Squall of surrender and paying the cost   For a blindness for blindness, too late now I see   Love, I come back to me, I come back to me      Live in the lowground, lay in the low ground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome   Live in the lowground, lay in the lowground   Make your way through the lowground, lonesome      Lonesome...