From the recording I, Robert
Lyrics
Just beneath our feet
Somewhere on your street
Just below the surface
The shame of our defeat
We keep it underground
Chained and bound, chained and bound
Until the cracks appear
Blisters on our skin
We’re looking to the rear
Not seeing what we’re walking in
Just below the surface something’s looking up
Waiting for it’s moment to slither to the top
To slither to the top
Just below the surface something’s looking up
Waiting for it’s moment to slither to the top.