Lyrics The Cave - Moonface, Spencer Krug

The Cave

You try and you try and you try to get away
But hatred’s wrapped like a tentacle round your leg
It drags you deeper down the cave
You try and you try and you try to get away
When all the colors run together
Surround yourself with golden hearts
The devil’s check is next to your when you look down
The devil’s teeth are in your heart
You try and you try and you try to get away
But hatred’s wrapped like a tentacle round your leg
And it drags and it drags and it drags you deeper down the cave
You try and you try and you try to get away
A sadness hanging grey like a mist beside the bed
A milky blue hand in the first light of day
You count one dream about the ballerina and
You count one dream about the ballerina’s bouquet
You try and you try and you try to get away
But hatred’s wrapped like a tentacle round your leg
It drags you deeper and deeper down the cave
You try and try and you try to get away
And the raindrops run into rivers down the hill
And the monster grows yet another pair of legs saying
This one’s for the dancer and this one’s for the dancer’s bouquet
This one’s for the dancer and this one’s for the dancer’s bouquet