Daniel Amos: Dig Here Said the Angel

Dig here, said the angel
I asked, my heart? or my grave?
Maybe both, said the angel
Things can go either way

There'll come a time, said the angel
You'll lose that wrinkled suit of skin
And when you walk up to the big door
You can go right on in
I cried then

I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
Night and day
I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
To see your beautiful face

Here's the catch, said the angel
You're gonna suffer for awhile
I'll tell you straight, said the angel
Don't plan to go out in style
And meanwhile

I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
Night and day
I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
To see your beautiful face

I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
Night and day
I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
Night and day

I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
Night and day
I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying
To see your beautiful face
To see your beautiful face