See this is for anyone
Who's story is a little different
Who wears their heart of their sleeve
But has secrets within 'em
And the makers and the martyrs
Live among us
Sour bitter sweet
On the tongue of us
But then they see
That all rivers end up at the sea
Cos now they know why
I sit by the river
Cos that's where I'd rather be
When the salt of the earth
Is in the bricks of our houses
And the salt of the earth
Is on our hands
When we hold it now
And the salt of the earth
It's on your lips
When you kiss mine, kiss mine
And they advertise through our weakness still
And everyone's a doctor when you're ill
And the makers and martyrs
Live among us
Sour bitter sweet
On the tongue of us
But then they see
That all rivers end up at the sea
Cos now they know why
I sit by the river
Cos that's where I'd rather be
When the salt of the earth
Is in the sound of our voices
And the salt of the earth
Is in the strength of our choices now
And the salt of the earth
Is on your lips
When you kiss mine, kiss mine