Underground Look what a waste All my time has been to me. Out on the case Is one place I will never be. Caught up in the race Would be nice to settle for, Not to wake up anymore With all this light through an open door, Not even fate could follow me- Back where I'm bound, Back underground. Are you still high? When everybody else is down. You tell me why, When there's nobody else around. You want to fly, But you're still standing on the ground. Trying not to make a sound, But planning long to leave this town, Planning long to go- Back where you're bound, Back underground.		All the time I spent waiting for another kind   of season, Another day that never found its way. In my mind I can see that a part of me    is reaching For something lost and found, Something not around, Something underground. Look what a waste All my time has been to me. Out on the case Is one place I will never be. Caught up in the race Would be nice to settle for, Not to wake up anymore With all this light through an open door, Not even fate could follow me- Back where I'm bound, Back underground. Copyright 2006 Ryan & Todd Bayless