We ride through
These plains of hurt
Through the Southern breathing rock

On a rail road of knots
And theres blood on the lines
Of every page I turn

When the ones you love
Are the ones you burn


Being here
Being here
Oh oh

Being here

Some one singing songs

About a girl I hurt
I've been everywhere enough
I've been torn apart by the world

But theres apples in the trees
And diamonds in the earth
I've been losing my mind

Somehow it can't get worse

Being here

Being here
Oh oh
Being here


And the wind is blown and cold
And I can't escape the tears

One for every broken bone
And a hundred for all the years


Being here
Being here
Oh oh

Being here

Being here

Being here
Oh oh
Being here