My head was ringing like a handmade tambourine
My eyes were swollen like a springtime mountain stream

I stayed up all night long looking for my soul
Deep beneath the underbrush there’s a hole
And I want to fall in

I pictured myself as an island from beneath the sea
Falling in love with a mountain when it’s only a peak

A morning after love is almost learning to breathe
Needing what you want is almost wanting to need
When all I need is

A hole to fall in
A hole to fall in

My hands stopped shaking as I slowly started to drink
I shut off my phone a moment before it could ring

I stared into the void till an answer came
I thought I could avoid the return of the same
When all I need is

A hole to fall in
A hole to fall in

Deep beneath the underbrush there’s a hole

Music and Lyrics © 2010 Brett Terry, All Rights Reserved.