shaping down // unfinished

will i ever shape up

maybe once land face up

instead of rolling around

round and around

bury me in a hole in the ground

will i ever shape up

or am i stuck here shaping down?

 

after all Sisyphus is just a myth

but lately i've got two hands on this

stone in the ground

rolling around

bury me outside of town

will i ever shape up

or am i just stuck here shaping down //

 

// this hole in the ground that i lie buried in

i watch stars in the sky over me carryin'

fragmented remains of my hopes and dreams

never been so far it seems

 

but drifting away in this hole that i lie

so far down from stars in the sky

i have a single hope for tomorrow

la la la la