[ Featuring Peter Alison, Andrew Zeiser ]
In the diamond mine
Everybody's digging for that dime
But they're only gonna spend that jewel
And remain the brokest fool
In a home made jail
Ain't nobody gonna pay your bail
Only one that's got a key is you
What's a fool to do?
Dream of days
Free from pain
Feeling pleasure always
Great escapes
Run away
Down illusion's hallways
But you can't run from the truth
In your darkest hour
You wear a look upon your face so sour
Just a glimpse could bruise the fruit
Fruitless is the gloom
Dream of days
Free from pain
Feeling pleasure always
Great escapes
Run away
Down illusion's hallways
But you can't run from the truth
Behold the brokest fool
Behold the brokest fool
All this time
You're complaining about your hard luck life
It's always raining when you're cursed and blue
What's a fool to do?
