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Holy Ground

Words and Music by Eg

 

If you stay clean, you’re going to step over some bodies. 

 

 This song was inspired by one of the guys who brought meetings (for recovery from addiction) to the area in which I got clean.  He had 17 years clean (which I have now) and started using again.  He found his ways back into the rooms after about a year of relapsing.  I sponsored him for the next 18 months and he was doing well.  Then one night he picked up and was dead the next morning from an overdose.  In addition to this song being homage to Jack, it is a memorial for all those that have died from addiction, making our seat precious.  I have always believed meetings to be a sacred space—the only place on the planet where addiction is rendered inert is in a meeting.  While this song seeks to memorialize those who have succumbed to the disease of addiction, it is more a celebration of those that have not.  The best way that I can honor those that have fallen is to stay clean and carry the message today.

 

Holy Ground was the first song that we recorded at County Q.  It was the first time that I heard the magic of that ensemble.  I was cheezin so hard when they started playing that I could not even sing the scratch vocals.  I told them I wanted a big fat groove through the middle of this song and they delivered.  I tried to record this song on my acoustic with Adam Fox engineering a few years back.  We did 17 takes and I simply could not play those syncopated notes in the breakdown with the click track.  These guys nailed it fist time with the electric, acoustic, drums and bass all perfectly on beat with every single note.  I was amazed.

LYRICS

 

Driving home from Woodlawn
Just buried a friend
I keep trying to shake this tree
But I’m feeling kinda melancholy

 

Seventeen years clean
How could he pick up again
And why in God’s name
Would he throw it all away.

 

I’m hurt and I’m angry
Bewildered by this disease
If one of us has gotta get high today
Its better you than me

 

Don’t want to be a body
Bleeding out on this battleground
Instead I will surrender
But here I’ll stand my ground

 

On this HOLY GROUND
Inside this circle
HOLY GROUND
Part of the we.

 

Just like Brother Icarus
We’re all stoned on the sun
And when we get to flyin too high
You know our wings are going to come undone
But its in our fall
That we are given some grace
It is hitting the bottom
That we’re given a brand new chance

 

I’m vexed and confused
Baffled by this disease
And if we all stay clean today
Then that’s alright with me

 

Don’t want to be a body
Bleeding out on this battleground
Instead I will surrender
But here I’ll stand my ground

 

On this HOLY GROUND
Inside this circle
HOLY GROUND
Part of the we.

 

The voice of Lazarus
Coming back from the dead
The memories of those who have fallen
Are playing inside my head

 

I will stay strong
Honor their memory
I will make my way to a meeting
And stay clean all day

 

I’m wide-eyed and I’m hopeful
Grateful for this disease
‘Cause if I didn’t have addiction
Then I’d have no recovery

 

Just for today
We’re all safe on this battleground
Because we’ve all surrendered
And here we stand our ground…
On this HOLY GROUND.

 

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