Spike the Media - Underground

I've been underground
Sifting through the bone
Is this where I can find
A soul to call my own

They said I should've found you by now
So where are you little psyche my me

Carved into a tree
An old identity
Should persona's last
Is future just the past

Should you know how to feel
When you question everyday
Is this right where I'm supposed to be
Who's me

There's no ounce of me
That feels part of me
Is purpose on purpose or for Jeopardy
Am I one two three
Or a single me
Is the search party looking we'll see

Should I know how to feel
Should I question everyday
Is this right where I'm supposed to be
Who's me

Always wander
Don't Discover
Answers make ambition slumber
Stars sketch the sky
Universe why
Don't cling tightly
Ditch the leash you're free
You're free

There's no ounce of me
That feels part of me
Is purpose on purpose or for Jeopardy
Am I one two three
Or a single me
This search parties a dismal catastrophe
To exist is fine
But I need what's mine
Immortality projects consume our time
Are you really you
An anomaly
On a plane for no reason that's heresy

Oh all we are is all we do
Make your bed and change your shoes
And breathe the air
Hone the breeze
Embrace the tides the moon decrees
Don't buy into destiny
Fortunes are a fallacy
There is no tale
Until you have lived to tell it all

Oh dear
My sweet nothing
You're something I never saw
Rise up from underground

Written by:
Brendan Martin

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