Something Below for Me

This world has been conquered and tamed,
No way for me to receive my glory and fame.

The unknown is known and there is no mystery

That there's nothing up here for me.

At night under my blanket folds,

I remember how my bed time stories were told.

Of swashbuckling pirates of old,

Realizing where they hid their treasures of gold.

Staying on the surface isn't meant for me,

If I want to find their hidden treasury.

I look around,

Then break first ground.

There's something below for me.

Just my feet are below the dirt.

Getting a little messy never did seem to hurt.

A quick shower will wash this right off,
I haven't even developed the miners cough.

There's something below for me

Up to my waste in dirt my shovel hits something hard,

I didn't really dig that far.

Put my hands in the dirt and shift the ground,

To my shock, 

Like Charlie Brown, 

I got a rock.

I hope there's something below for me.

My head is below the surface now but nothing was ever free

To an ambitious company.

If I want my coins, rubies and jade,

Ill have to just keep stomping my blade.

Maybe there's something below for me.

I have not found my treasure chest,

Maybe staying on the surface was best.

But I can't stop now,

I've just got to keep pushing my plow.

There's something below for me...we'll see.

I'll need help out of this prison I've dug,

All in search for a wishful love.

I've been in this hole for years,

And I'm finally realizing my fears,

There's nothing below for me.

I have lost the light,

I am a filthy, lonesome, unwanted sight.

I don't remember how to have a life above,

All I know is what's in this pit I've dug.

I don't know how to keep living,

So I guess, I'll just keep digging.