Hole in the Ground

There's a hole in the ground and it's six foot deep

Where the earth is black and the walls are steep

And the whistle keeps blowing on the Sheffield train

Breathe like thunder, cry like rain

I wish I had the money to make one last call

But I wrote your number by the clock on the wall

They don't make a sound but the wheels go round in the night

Hole in the ground, sledgehammer pounds out the light

I raise my voice above the noise and

Tear my throat like sheets of paper

Get the earth to open up, is there really any wonder?

Do you really care anymore, Johnny?

I don't know if I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

I wake up in the morning to the sound of steel

There's a black van crawling in an empty street

His sweat is dripping in a tunnel so dark

With furrowed brow and blistered feet

There's a wheel off my wagon and a tolling bell

I could slow draggin' on the road to hell

They don't make a sound but the wheels go round in the night

Hole in the ground, sledgehammer pounds out the light

Felt this way for so long now and I don't think I'll ever shake it

I can feel what little power getting less by every hour

I've stood up above this town and watched the rain come pouring down