Down into the mineshaft
Where all missing dirt goes
You can take what you want
But you must weigh the same
Going back as descending
Curious material
Made of all it's not
Time will not have spun on
While you were underground
Going back is a progress
Where all missing dirt goes
You can take what you want
But you must weigh the same
Going back as descending
Curious material
Made of all it's not
Time will not have spun on
While you were underground
Going back is a progress