Am I left with all bones and all my toys?
There’s no reason to be scared, to be cold
We’re not meant to suffer, no, but beauty wears out
I’ve yet to see the glory of the struggle
I’ll dig myself a hole
Where the thunder’s down to nothing
And I’ll dig myself a hole
Where being a man won’t hurt
Faceless memories are gliding through the night
The lake is darker than the dream it swallowed
And if I’m meant to suffer, I might as well know
This inner wandering is worse than sorrow
I’ll dig myself a hole
Where the thunder’s down to nothing
And I’ll dig myself a hole
Where being a man won’t hurt
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