Half-Man / Half-Mole

I don't know who I'd trust with my time
Now I'm off a hard climb
It wasted all those years

All that I know would take up one line
One sign, a thought defined
By tunnel-visioned fears

All that I know is that I want to speak my mind
All that I want is to be part of humankind

Gimme a spade, I'll dig my own hole
On a blind role, weremole
Dirty little eyes

Get off my back, I'll go down easy
Leave me, don't grieve me
Don't stretch out your goodbyes

All that I want is to be left here on my own
All that I need is to be rendered into bone

I don't know how you smile like you do
Yes, you, must be voodoo
To keep your mouth that wide

Sell me your secret herbs and spices
Crisis after crisis
Has left the southern fried

All that I know is that I used to be so green
Now all I feel is that I don't know what I mean