Текст: Voltaire. Almost Human. Underground.

Six feet of earth above my head

keeps me safe from what she says

six walls of wood to keep them out

their smart remarks, the screams the shouts

they scream, they shout


theres only one way to drown them out


I hear your voice I hit the ground

you looked for me but I'm not around

In that small cafe there I wrote it down



I looked for you, you were not around
you're the buring lie that kills my child
he's gone underground
I've gone underground




I've gone underground

I've gone underground


Some come to pay their last respects


or beckon me to come around

they leave dried flowers in the air

or place their feelings on the doorstep

at best they try to understand
and offer plans, most futile plans


here in this darkness I can see


your skin is the closest thing to grace

it dancelike goes upon my fingers

and feelings fly, they're still alive



There's only one way to drown them out

I hear your voice I hit the ground

you looked for me but I'm not around
In that small cafe there I wrote it down


I looked for you, you were not around

you're the buring lie that kills my child

she's gone underground

I've gone underground



I've gone underground

I've gone underground

I've gone underground


I've gone underground


Underground



Six feet of earth above my head

don't keep me safe from what she says

six walls of wood don't keep them out
these frightful screams come from inside

they lay with me here through the night