The Soul Mining
Your floating down a tunnel - in a little wooden box. Your cold & your lonely & enveloped in fog. You've been prized open & left here to die - You should've trusted your instincts - - because they don't tell lies. "Something always goes wrong when things are going right... You've swallowed your pride - - to quell the pain inside Someone captured your heart - just like a thief in the night & squeezed all juice out - until it ran dry" You've been read like an open book - page by page. You'll NEVER tell anyone your inner thoughts again You were taken in - by a heart of fools gold. Now your drifting in circles - In the depths of your soul!!! Andy Duncan - drums Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals
