I'm unsure
Whose values am I living by
Always looking outward
Always looking back
Turn in, turn in
Dig deep under the soil
Don't hide your roots
Behind the mask of other men

I say it regurgitated
But in my heart I know
I've accepted myself for less than I am
Turning, turning
Dig deep beneath your filling
There's an animal waiting that must come out

From underground
From underground
From underground

So you can hide your roots behind civilizations
But cathedral walls have already come tumbling down
Turning, turning
Dig deep into the sounds
And you will find these notes come rising up
From underground
From underground
From underground
From underground
From underground
From underground