All your family secrets
In the grave that's deepest
With each shovel of dirt
Can you feel the build up of Earth
On me
On you
Poor me
Poor you
Mid life crisis or childhood dream
Something more something in between
Something you must never touch
There's no time but no rush
For me
For you
Poor me
Poor you
All your family secrets
In the grave that's deepest
With each shovel of dirt
Can you feel the build up of Earth
On me
On you
Poor me
Poor you
You
You
You
You