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Grave Concern - Powderfinger

Written by：Bernard Fanning/Ian David Haug/Jonathan Robert Coghill/John A. Collins/Stuart Darren Middleton

Somebody screaming that the end is nigh

Never seen nobody with hopes so high

Uneasy feeling creeping up on me

Justify a weary trinity

And I can hardly contain my joy

Let me hear just a little bit more

Will it's release ever set me free

Creepy feeling easing up on me

And I'm covered in a shroud of mediocrity

No entry to the place where answers lie

It's a language unavailable to you and I

And I can hardly contain my joy

Let me hear just a little bit more

Will it's release ever set me free

Does it devour everything I believe

Every fear and superstition I breed

I can hardly contain my

Goodbye hesitation and doubt

Sliding down hollow

That swallows the rules that I follow

Is there a turnaround

Will the spirit rise from a corpse

Rotten' in the ground

Is there a turnaround

Will the spirit rise from a corpse

Rotten' in the ground

Somebody screaming that the end is nigh

Never seen nobody with hopes so high

Uneasy feeling creeping up on me

Justify a weary trinity

And I can hardly contain my joy

Let me hear just a little bit more

Will it's release ever set me free

Does it devour everything I beleive

Sliding now goodbye hesitation and doubt

Sliding down hollow

That swallows the rules that I follow

Is there a turnaround

Will a spirit rise from the courpse

Rotting in the ground

Is there a turnaround

Will the spirit rise from a corpse

Rotten' in the ground

To the ground

To the ground

Is there a turnaround

Will the spirit rise from a corpse

Rotten' in the ground