Dig from Little Hopes by John Brodeur

How alone do you think you are?
Adrift on a life bizarre
Crash-land on a dying star
Sure doesn't feel like home

The little hopes you stashed away
For some hopeless rainy day
Time for them to come out and play
'Cause you only get one go 'round
That rainy day is now

So dig, dig down as deep as you can
Dig, dig in the earth with your hands
Dig for your soul like it's buried alive
And dig until light comes through the other side

It's so easy to obsess
On inconsequential things, I guess
All wrapped up in this psychic mess
Take one more look around
You've got to dig yourself out

Dig, dig down as deep as you can
Dig, dig in the earth with your hands
Dig for your soul like it's buried alive
And dig until light comes through the other side

• Rock
• alternative rock
• dig
• flaming lips
• hope
• indie pop
• light
• male vocals
• optimistic
• piano
• psychedelic
• singer-songwriter
• ukulele
• waltz
• New York