Hole

(O then a too strong smart O'erwhelmed the senses' power Now in some tranquil hour When, forfeit, the heart Is capable at ease Of sorrow, now returns By exquisite degrees Pain, and in silence burns) (Burns) That sting Lasts for long Now it's gone Let it burn I Waste all your time Finding other ways On digging this Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole (When old wounds bleed again In the silence of the night And mixt with sweet delight Wells up the stream of pain It is less hard to endure That when the sword struck first So keen, with edge so sure? Was that wild hour the worst?) I've been seeing the wrong colors on purpose Take my heart and use it as a shovel to the earth I only watch it fall I think it's entertaining to let it go I watch it go to the hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole Hole I will let my self dissolve I will watch my- Myself fall