Could be in Antarctica

Could be in the Arctic and I'd never know

Wish I had a tunnel from each end of the Earth

And I'd go, I'd go

I'd see continents in you, if only I would look long enough

Starting to conclude I'm just a needy pile in the Earth, out of luck

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging

And I know my arms are bleeding for

Digging

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging, digging

Counting for my conscience

But I heard about his murder just last

Maybe that's what I get for my assumptions

That you'd forgive twice

Now your perfume on air

But tomorrow what will you wave?

Feeling alright about some things

I once said I'd stay away

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging

And I know my arms are bleeding for

Digging

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging, digging

And I know my arms are bleeding for

Digging

It's easier not to care, right?

It's easier to carry on without carrying someone

But I know I'm not right

Now I'm lost, I wish I had someone

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging

And I know my arms are bleeding for

Digging

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging

And I know my arms are bleeding for

Digging

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging, digging

Never wanted a map, but tonight I'm digging

Digging