Underground - Aurelio Voltaire

Six feet of earth above my head

Keeps me safe from what she said

Six walls of wood to keep them out

Their smart remarks

The screams, the shouts

They scream, they shout

There’s only one way to drown them out

I hear your voice

I hit the ground

You looked for me

But I’m not around

In that small cafe

There I wrote it down

I looked for you

You were not around

You’re the burning lie that killed my child

He’s gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

Some come to pay their last respects

Or beckon me to come around

They leave dried flowers in the air

Or place their feelings on the doorstep

At best they try to understand

And offer plans

Most futile plans

And here in this darkness, I can see

Your skin’s the closest thing to grace

It dances like ghosts upon my fingers

And feelings fly

They’re still alive

There’s only one way to drown them out

I hear your voice

I hit the ground

You looked for me

But I’m not around

In that small cafe

There I wrote it down

I looked for you

You were not around

You’re the burning lie that killed my child

She’s gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

I’ve gone underground

Underground

Six feet of earth above my head

Don’t keep me safe from what she said

Six walls of wood don’t keep them out

These frightful screams come from inside

They lay with me here through the night