Laura Stevenson and The Cans - Landslide/The Dig lyrics

Rush, rush, rush- went the coal and went the water -past the tufts, tufts, tufts- snapping trees and fingers easy as all- down it comes now prepare yourself the black is gushing- up, up, up- to the windows, curtains, and the cushions- things are getting so untidy. hush, hush, hush- if you scream then everyone will start screaming- numb, numb, numbs- frozen limbs and frozen bottoms hold you- still enough 'til you breathe in three times it will take you- up, up, up- high above your shoes and socks now- things are getting so untidy, things are getting so untidy. broken are the backs of the shovel-bearers- smoking on their breaks cutting conversations to t.v. shows- and places that they long to go- long before the dig began and long before the dig is over (LS- guitars, Greg- drums, Mike- ba**. Alex- trumpet, Sean- trombone)