In the morning sun
I'm digging
Digging in the dirt
Or in the tall tall grass
I'm buried
Buried in the mud
Cut me down
Come back again
But there's no blood
It's the time between
The nighthawks and the early birds
It's the year of the worm
Hermaphroditic
Parasitic
I'm living in your guts
Getting sick
Feeling weak
While I disrupt
In every sea
On every land
On every rat
In every man
It's the time between
The nighthawks and the early birds
It's the year of the worm
Tunneling crawling
I can hear the black earth calling
Burrowing I'm hooked in
I'm getting under your skin