Tunnels - Johnny Flynn

I knew no vices and I knew no sin

I knew the words, but they didn’t sink in

Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down

There’s more of those tunnels in your home town

Fell far from grace, so far I couldn’t see

And oh, underground, I wasn’t that far from the tree

We’re all digging if you wanna know

Fixing, digging far too slow

Far too slow

We dug for money, we shoveled four tons

And the end wasn’t funny, though we’d all had fun

Limping and broken, the tunnel fell in

I’ve been limping from tunnels since my original sin

Birthright’s a trouble, my father dug too

He got where he was going at the age of sixty-two

We’re all digging if you wanna know

Fixing, digging far too slow

Far too slow

A new pair of boots and a chisel in your name

Says that we could be in the same hole attracting the same blame

If I knew the way to the ornamental tree

I would tell you, we’d be jailbirds, I’d be winking twice for free

Don’t call on your brother, odds are he’s here and all

Being gentle with the people who were knock-kneed from the fall

We’re all digging if you wanna know

Fixing, digging far too slow

Far too slow

We’re all digging if you wanna know

Fixing, digging far too slow

Far too slow