Words by Littleton Jones. Music by Littleton Jones and Seth von Paulus.
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My sense of direction is not too good these days / It feels like I'm lost but they keep tellin' me I'm saved / They say I'm diggin' myself a hole and I say "yeah, I know" / It's crowded up here and I'd like to be alone / Been diggin' this hole of mine for way too long, for way too long / Hopin' to find a new world of my own / Rock, stone, and root and bone, too many dead ends / Didn't know this hole would have all these curves and bends / Lookin' back I shoulda dug right through instead of always goin' around / 'Cause when I emerged you won't believe what I found / Been diggin' this hole of mine for way too long, for way too long / Hopin' to find a new world of my own / So many years of diggin' now the time had finally come / I poked my head through the earth above and I thought I saw the sun / But the light in my eyes was the flashlight of a prison guard / He said, "Welcome home boy. You didn't get too far." / Been diggin' this hole of mine for way too long, for way too long / Hopin' to find a new world of my own / My sense of direction is not too good these days
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