Lyrics

Dig

I can see the black dogs out of the corner of my eye.
Every day I ask myself, “Is this my life?”
Every day I ask myself, “Is this my life?”
“Is this my lie?”
Windswept road - cracked faded lines.
Cutting through greenery - total isolation;
Except for the voices….except for the voices…
And they never stop.
The truth lies buried beneath the surface.
Excavate the accidents to uncover the causes.
You’ve got to dig to find them.
You’ve got to dig to find them;
Your life is a tell.
Dig a big hole, gather your hopes and dreams, toss ‘em in and add some gasoline;
Up in flames, watch ‘em burn -
I tried everything to get free.
Windswept road, cracked faded lines roll by.
The pedal thrums through dusky illumination.
I’m not running away… I’m not running away….
I’m running to something.
Dig a big hole, gather your hopes and dreams, toss ‘em in and add some gasoline;
Up in flames, watch ‘em burn -
I tried everything to get free.