Behind the house   The ground has opened up   And it’s so deep, a hole   Its bottom can’t be found   It sucks the air inside and makes quiet sea sounds      We sometimes stand   and linger at the edge   we like to dare each other how close that we can get   And there’s a pact we made, if one should fall, the other follows in.      Ooooh   Ooooh      Started small with trash and rotten food   And then the neighbors came with cars and diving boards (?) too   Then the government, midnight dumps of what we never knew      Ooooh   Ooooh      A letter came the other day from clear around the globe   It said “we hope that you’re the ones on the other end of the hole   Could you take a few things back, our country’s getting full”      Ooooh   Ooooh      Behind the house, the ground has opened up…