Deep

My days of wishful thinking

Soldiers of sorrow sinking

Words dance, beginning riddle

And in the end, and in the middle

Deep will I dig, I

Here's a nickel for your time and a dollar for your dime

Just another night of laying low

I see a shovel in the hand of a wild-eyed man

With a mission and a goal below

But I don't want to, you don't want to

We don't want to know

And forgotten are the cross, and the naked and the lost

And the lover of the tired and cold

I've learned of this religion

But I've lost my peaceful vision

Girl ghost is in the stairway

She likes it when I rub my eyes

Deep will I dig, I

So give a smile and a cringe to the lunatic fringe

I'm a little tired of saying so

See the spin and the whirl of a wide-eyed girl

Still digging for an honest soul

But I don't want to, you don't want to

We don't want to know

And dying on the cross for the sick and the lost

Is the lover that I long to know

Useless and empty...is it?

World stupid, loveless limits

With immune-deficient fathers

Sick sons and dying daughters

Deep will i dig, I