I’m digging a hole,
and it’s deep, the things i find,
buried in the ground.
The clouds drifting by,
never stay for long, then pass,
always a good site.
As complex as simple is.
I’m digging a hole,
and it’s deep, the things i find,
buried in the ground.
The clouds drifting by,
never stay for long, then pass,
always a good site.