I’ve been going underground
I’ve been feeling like a stranger
In my own crowd
Unacceptable behavior
You know, I’ve always been a clown
But down here there’s room for failure
No one wears a crown
It took me
Quite some time
To realize that I don’t need to pretend
That everything is fine
I wish I had more patience though
That I could push stand-by
I wish I could let go sometimes
But instincts never lie
Now I am hanging out with angels
I’m glad that they came by
They are telling me that love and peace
That’s what’s important in your life
Now I’m saving golden memories
I'll take them with me when I die
Baby,
Come and visit me some time
You see, down here there are no stupid rules
for a perfect modelled life
We could live together peacefully
You know, down here people they don't mind
In harmony with soil and soul
In our silvermine
And we could hang around with angels
I’m sure they would not mind
They'll be telling us that love and peace
That what's important in your life
We’ll be saving golden memories
In our silvermine