Lyrics inspired by a random Wikipedia article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Keiller_(archaeologist) [Instrumental] [Introduction] Millenias, will they dig it up? In their searches, what they find? Will there be traces left of us? Or we’ll be, left behind? [verse] I tried to find a way To settle the dust We were never ok You cracked down the bust [pre-chorus] Archeological… Anthropological… Our story will go down… Our love metaphysical [Chorus] Dig down, dig down Stuck, 6 miles underground Under the dirt we drown Nothing… left to be found [solo] [verse] Your words were relics, chipped and worn Etched in lies, weathered and torn And I kept brushing off the dust Hoping it was gold, not rust [solo] [Bridge] Even scholars came, precise tools Professors with their ancient rules They mapped the site, they took their notes But couldn’t read the pain I wrote They said, “This stratum’s oddly thin— Something cracked from deep within.” But none could name the fault, the scar That split our love and left it charred [Chorus] Dig down, dig down Stuck, 6 miles underground Under the dirt we drown Nothing… left to be found [Outro][doubletime][punk] Dig down, dig down Stuck, 6 miles underground Under the dirt we drown Nothing… left to be found Dig down, dig down Stuck, 6 miles underground Under the dirt we drown Nothing is ever to be found Dig
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