Well

if

I

e-

ver

see

the

mo-

rn-

i-

ng

Just

like

a

li-

zard

in

the

spring

I'm

gon-

na

run

out

in

the

me-

ad-

o-

w

To

catch

the

si-

lence

when

it

sings

I'm

gon-

na

fo-

r-

ce

the

Se-

re-

nge-

ti

To

di-

sap-

pe-

ar

into

my

eyes

Then

when

I

hear

your

voi-

ces

ca-

l-

li-

n'

I'm

gon-

na

turn

just

in-

side

out

Well

if

I

e-

ver

get

to

slu-

mb-

e-

r

Just

like

a

mole

deep

in

the

gr-

ound

Hell,

I

won't

be

found

Deep

in

the

dust

for-

got-

ten

ga-

the-

re-

d

I

grow

a

dia-

mond

in

my

chest

I

make

ref-

lec-

tions

as

the

moon

shi-

nes

on

Turn

to

a

vi-

llain

as

I

rest

Well

if

I

ev-

er

get

to

slu-

mb-

e-

r

Just

li-

ke

a

mole

deep

in

the

ground

Hell,

I

won't

be

found

I

know

there

is

a

hol-

low

I

need

to

fill

it

with

a

draft

Of

all

the

words

that

I

wont

way

And

with

a

qu-

iet

whis-

per

I

send

a

cu-

rse

upon

the

day

That

ne-

ver

used

the

sun

to

see

The

li-

ght

I'm

gon-

na

float

up

in

the

c-

ei-

li-

ng

I

built

a

le-

vee

of

the

stars

And

in

my

fi-

eld

of

tired

ho-

rs-

e-

s

I

built

a

free-

way

through

this

farce

Well

if

I

e-

ver

get

that

sl-

um-

be-

r

Ill

be

that

mole

deep

in

the

gro-

und

And

I

won't

be

fo-

und