Oh, do you know There's a place you can go It's a place that is weathered and worn But you can't stay there long Like the plow and the stone But you can wait if you'd like to be born Born to a dark heaven on earth Plagued by man's greed and sorrow Sorrow and hurt Born also to the beauty of tomorrow Leading us back to the dirt The old oak tree watches us Like we were bees Just flitting and frittering in the golden Everybody knows We all died yesterday And the day after that we were born Born to a dark heaven on earth Plagued by man's greed and sorrow Sorrow and hurt Born also to the beauty of tomorrow Leading us back to the dirt I worry my mind I worry my mind I worry my mind 'til I lose all the time Born to a dark heaven on earth Plagued by man's greed and sorrow Sorrow and hurt Born also to the beauty of tomorrow Leading us back to the dirt Oh, leading us back to the dirt Oh, leading us back to the dirt