| Song | Cavity |
| Artist | Hundred Waters |
| Album | The Moon Rang Like a Bell |
| There’s a man walking | |
| with a rope and a shovel in his hand | |
| And he’s digging, he’s digging | |
| Down to clay, | |
| I lean back and watch the ceiling sway | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| Cause seeing him is easy when no ones around | |
| Finding him’s easy when all that you’ve found | |
| All gardens and sirens both move to the sound | |
| Of little worms writhing - | |
| But you make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go | |
| So come then, come over, and sit by me | |
| Swallow the arrow following me | |
| Nothing to fill in, | |
| Nothing to free | |
| Nothing here love but cavity |
| There' s a man walking | |
| with a rope and a shovel in his hand | |
| And he' s digging, he' s digging | |
| Down to clay, | |
| I lean back and watch the ceiling sway | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| Cause seeing him is easy when no ones around | |
| Finding him' s easy when all that you' ve found | |
| All gardens and sirens both move to the sound | |
| Of little worms writhing | |
| But you make these feelings | |
| go away | |
| You make these feelings | |
| go | |
| So come then, come over, and sit by me | |
| Swallow the arrow following me | |
| Nothing to fill in, | |
| Nothing to free | |
| Nothing here love but cavity |