Dig for Fire (Single Version)

There is this old woman

She lives down the road

You can often find her kneeling inside of her hole

And I often ask her

"Are you looking for the mother lode?"

"No, no my child, this is not my desire"

And then she said

I'm digging for fire, I'm digging for fire

I'm digging for fire, for fire, for fire

I'm digging for fire

There is this old man who has spent so much of his life sleeping

that he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years

He resides, on a beach

in a town where I am going to live

And I often ask him

"Are you looking for the mother lode?"

"No, no my child, this is not my desire"

And then he said

I'm digging for fire, I'm digging for fire

I'm digging for fire, fire, for fire

I'm digging for fire, fire, fire

I'm digging for fire

I'm digging for fire, for fire, for fire

I'm digging for

fire