The air is getting thin now and the light is almost gone,
I’m huddled in the corner, knowing I won't see the dawn.
The rocks have sealed the passage and the silence is so deep,
Down here in the hollow is where I’m gonna sleep.
I can hear 'em digging, but they’re just too far away,
To save a man who’s run out of the strength he needs to pray.
So tell my wife I love her as the walls begin to cave,
The mountain’s gone and turned itself into my final grave.