Alabaster (Live)

I grew up in a town dancing on the alabaster Some days I'd burn it down if I could buy the gasoline The streets are filled day in and out with little monsters That's life I guess when every day is Halloween I know the doctor's real face I know the preacher's real face I know the shining light Rally through the alabaster And walk back over the mountain I went without a mask dancing on the alabaster People crowded 'round, they thought that it was quite obscene How dare you show your dirty face around these streets When we all stand here so polished, bright and clean I know the demon's real face Nothing I know the toad's real face I know the prison face Shining light, the alabaster That walked over the mountain Left out of town that day dancing on the alabaster Barefoot I traveled, barefoot I arrived I tore the fields down, down to earth the rubble plastered Laid my bones down, freed that aside And I crawled through the leaves I crawled through the leaves I found a place Shining light, the alabaster That walked over the mountain I know the doctor's face I know the preacher's face I know the toad's real face, face, face I know the preacher's face I know the privateer's face I know the privateer's face I know the graveyard's face, face, face I know the cemetery's face I know the graveyard's face I know the graveyard's face I know the real, real face, face, face I know the president's face I know my father's face I know my father's face I know my father's face Every day they look more and more like me Every day they look more and more like me Every day Every day Every day they look more and more like me