Digging the Grave"

It would be wrong to ask you whyBecause I know what goes insideIs only half of what comes outIsn�t that what it�s about ? To remind us we�re aliveTo remind us we�re not blindIn that big, black holeComfortable
Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out ?
You left the door open wide
I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time
And the shadows so big
It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
If you close the door
Comfortable