Muscle

Down we go, just hold my hand You sympathise, but can't understand I fall in the hole and land far away Before you know, it happens every other day I'm sorry, I try, but it's hard Like a pantomime ghost You can scare it off with songs and jokes But when the laughter fades, there is only doubt And the light at the end of the tunnel just flickers out I can't stand the sight, I can't stand the sound The only place I belong now is in the fucking ground So down we go, again and again I don't know why, and I can't say when Don't follow me down the trench 'Cause next time I go, I might not be back