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You dig down underground now
Through the soil, through the cooling clay
As the din fades above you
Youre moving
Youre secret
Youre nowhere
Its all good
And no lights lead you onwards
No signs point you on your way
Just earth in all directions
Its endless
Its mapless
No compass
No north star
Youre all gone cause they cant find you
Youre lost cause they dont know the way
They blame themselves they blame each other
Theyre angry
Theyre sorry
Theyre worried
You dont care
The shovels scr*pe somewhere up there
They just want to know if youre OK
Morse code tapped with hammers
You hear it
You know it
Youre on your way
Oh, but at some point youve gotta come up for air
You wipe the c*cks and mud and dirt out of your hair
Youre blind and queasy with a growing sense of despair
You dont know anyone
You look around trying to find someone you know
You put your hand up in the air
Just kinda wave hello
But if they do care, oh, theyre not letting it show
This cant be new to you
Theres a feeling coming back
Connected by a thread
Pulling at your hands like a spider web
Like a kite that isnt there
If its a life of possibilities
That pulls you away that claws and tears
And challenges you to stay, well, then
If its a life of possibilities
That youve gotta live then, buttnig
Dont be surprised when they dont remember you
Or simply dont want to, yea yea yea