Roll my burden up and up Never reach the mountain top And even if the struggle only matters It'd be nice once in a while To see the world from up high From your steel and ivory tower Faceless heads walk the gutter But if you want to see scars and smiles Then you belong to the ground To see the world from way down I wanted you to know my name But it's not always been the same I want to see the look on your face When your world falls Down the river flows the blood Her dead child carried by the flood But Rosasharn will save us all And feed the world in her arms You see the work of a woman