Michael Dyer: Music

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This song is about people who behave contemptibly in relationships. It was first titled "Beneath Contempt" and then retitled "Sink So Low" and finally it ended up with a title referring to the pits we sometimes find ourselves in. The pits here are so deep that they are "swallowin' all deams in sight, swallowin' even the birds in flight..."

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DEEP SINKHOLES
Michael Dyer
© 2007

How could you sink so low,
Hand-deliver underhanded blows?
How could you lie down in the gutter,
Just to lie with some vulgar other?

Oh, what you just had to attempt,
Reeks like muck and sinks beneath contempt!
(Beneath contempt, beneath contempt.)

He doesn’t care for your special essence.
His desire’s now in its late senescence.
For him it was all just pretend.
I know ‘cause he was once a friend.
Some friend.
(Beneath contempt, beneath contempt.)

You swore we’d grow old together.
You swore we would weather any weather.
You painted such lofty goals,
But now I see your deep sinkholes.

Swallowing all dreams in sight.
Swallowing even the birds in flight.
Swallowing all our past delights.
Deep sinkholes seem to be our blight. Our fright.
Our plight.
(Deep sinkholes, deep sinkholes.)

How could you sink so low,
Hand-deliver underhanded blows?
How could you lie down in the gutter,
Just to lie with some vulgar other?

Oh, what you just had to attempt.
Reeks like muck and sinks beneath contempt!

With a modicum of dignity, I hereby declare our love, officially,
Just some lost history. Oh, some past history.
We’re history!
(Deep sinkholes, deep sinkholes.)