Digger Down from DU 2 by Dethrobing Umwelt

I’ve been here before lock the door. Come here down, digger down, underground beside you. It’s a bowling ball in this chest for you to lay me to rest. But I won’t get cold for you to know. I’ve been made into a hill, you can call me Fill. But just because I like the smell of pine doesn’t mean I like it all the time. It’ a bowling ball in this chest for you to lay me to rest. But I won’t get cold for you to know. In my time. Life has folded around into a tomb. All that lies ahead is left behind. Every matter said will happen soon. Do do.. violets are red. Do do.. roses are blue. Here down digger down underground behind you.

• Acoustic
• Experimental
• Folk
• indie
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• New York