Dig Up - Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever

Down, your face is down, your eyes are deep as the Mariana

I stand by under marigold light

Seabirds in flight, salt on the breeze

Crickets for company, crickets and you

I don’t know why you cut me up this way

Putting a cloud on my Saturday

We’re down in a hole, we can’t just stay

And decorate it tastefully

Fibreglass walls are closing in all around us

I fear the moment’s passing us by

Digging up

Blue sky

Here we go again, my best friend

My only one, my Angelina, hear me, Angelina

I’m deep in my prime, out on the grind for you

Catch of the year, man for all seasons

Would you agree?

And there it goes, our only chance

Look at it shimmer, out in the distance

Say, «Bye, bye, bye»

I don’t know why you cut me up this way

Putting a cloud on my Saturday

We’re down in a hole, we can’t just stay

And decorate it tastefully

Fibreglass walls are closing in all around us

I fear the moment’s passing us by

Digging up

Blue sky

I don’t know why you cut me up this way

Putting a cloud on my Saturday

We’re down in a hole, we can’t just stay

And decorate it tastefully

Digging up

Blue sky