Underground

Moist

Sitting by a judas mantel

underneath where i cant tell

found the places im destroying

only hoped youd be there still

could not find a way to be it

i don't even mind this time

here wed like to get things over

life love anything at all



and when the morning comes

well sit here and when the atom

breaks well just stare

and my life goes underground

and my life goes underground



sitting by a judas mantel

underneath well ive been there

could not right

the only pieces

test out anything you will



and when the morning comes

well sit here and when the atom

breaks well just stare

and my life goes underground

and my life goes underground



sitting by a judas mantel

very well what we define

counted up the broken pieces

here we want to redefine

all dementia memory brought for

all the weakness we cant tell

understood that i discover

right here everything is well



and when the morning comes

well sit here

and when the saddle breaks

ill stand still

and my life goes underground

and my life goes underground



if i left it all the same well it

doesnt mean that its

not personal

and i never understood why the

faces faded its so irrational

as the atoms start to phase and

i knew it couldnt mean that

much to me

and i never understood where

the friends all go its

not personal now