Digging For Your Dream - Indigo Girls
Written by：Emily Saliers
Trying to remember the very last time
I felt a simple thing going past
Was it the day in old Georgia
You were trying to take a bath
She sees the day lily's for sale sign
And the tears spring to her eyes
You turn the car around
And your headed back down that track
She's had a heart attack
But the bottle of jack sits on the counter like
The devil she knows
And he beats her up and she fills her cup
With the ambers of a dying fire glow
See how she looked in her school year book
Her friends signed imagines all around
But would you stay in touch
You know I miss you so much
And I hope we get out of this town
Every day that you get up and force your cards
Playing your story in fits and starts
You take your prospects and your pickaxe
And you trudge down to the stream
And you bloody your hands digging for your dream
I went looking for the answers from someone I heard
Believes that life gets easier
And you learn how to breathe
And you learn how to grieve your past
You study the masters and their books
Giving in to the barbs and hooks
Till you except it with the race
When your true love doesn't last
Every day that you get up and force your cards
Playing your story in fits and starts
It take your prospects and your pickaxe
And you trudge down to the stream
And you bloody your hands digging for your dream
Every day that you get up and force your cards
You're playing your story in fits and starts
It take your prospects and your pickaxe
And you trudge down to the stream
And you bloody your hands digging for your dream
Every day every day
You go down down down
You have bloody
You have bloody your hands
Take your prospects and your pickaxe and you trudge down
And you take your prospects
And your pickaxe and you trudge down
You take your prospects
And your pickaxe and you trudge down
You take your prospects
And your pickaxe and you trudge down
Trudge down
Woooah
