歌词
There is a hole in the ground
By my house
Where I've buried all the words I don't
Carry the meaning to keep alive
I've seen them die
It seems like every time I speak
I find myself back here
Tearing at the ground with my mouth
Fistfuls of withered flowers in my hands
I swear I tried to stop them sprouting
Miming so loud on either side
When I saw you die, I died