Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
Laura Stevenson
"Rush rush rush" went the coal and went the water
Past the tufts, tufts, tufts, snapping trees like fingers easy as all
Down it comes now prepare yourself the black is gushing
Up, up, up to the windows, curtains and the cushions
Things are getting so untidy
Hush hush hush, if you scream then everyone will start screaming
Numb, numb, numb frozen limbs and frozen bottoms hold you
Still enough 'til you breathe in three times it will take you
Up, up, up high above your shoes and socks now
Things are getting so untidy
Broken are the backs of the shovel bearers
Smoking on their breaks
Cutting conversations to T.V. shows
And places that they long to go
Long before the dig began
And long before the dig is over