Back to the tunnels where we breed;
Back to the underground where we can breathe;
All the troubles; all the troubles that we need.

Only child; wait til the shadows call;
Lonely shoes, underneath the stall.

Its almost light enough to see; -almost 6 am.
Theyll almost catch a glimpse as we run
A hundred yards before the sun

Back to the tunnels where we breed;
Back to the underground where we can breathe;
All the troubles; all the troubles that we need.

Back to the hole slashed through the fence;
Back to the demi-monde, where we can sense
All the shadows; all the shadows that we need

Oh, the tunnel vision; turn on the tunnel vision.
Oh, the tunnel vision;
--turn it on
Oh, the tunnel vision; turn on the tunnel vision.
Oh, the tunnel vision;


Its cold inside; smoke till our fingers thaw.
Well make room; room enough to crawl.

Its almost coming back to you; its almost clear as day;
You almost said the name of the onewho made you run the other way.

Back to the tunnels where we breed
Back to the underground where we can breathe
All the troubles; all the troubles that we need.

Back to the hole slashed through the fence;
Back to the demi-monde, where we can sense
All the shadows; all the shadows that we need

Oh, the tunnel vision; turn on the tunnel vision.
Oh, the tunnel vision;
--turn it on
Oh, the tunnel vision; turn on the tunnel vision.
Oh, the tunnel vision; turn it on