I still feel the world turning from a mile underground
I still remember every inch of the streets of my hometown
and how we ran
ran through light and air
to keep from growing old
but if coal's the wheel of industry
then I've become its road
and the bridges all have burned
and the rivers overflowed
and every time we put another man into the ground we all pay our respects and then we drink another round
and we say "No, that won't be me"
"Oh no, that'll never be me"
I've become so used to the absence of light
to the shortness of breath
to the long sleepless nights
but I'll never get accustomed to the light in the eyes
of a man worked to nothing in the bowels of a mine
and how they shine like silver fire
It's just the sound, hollow and low that changes all
traps us down below
and do you know what it feels like to be
so alone?
It's like being set on fire
It's like drowning in thin air
It's the darkness and the distance when you know nobody's there
because for all the things I am and all the awful things I've done
I have this feeling in my hear there is no god up above
so I'll take this pick and shovel like a beast in a cage
and I will tear into the earth because this ain't my final page
because all I've known of heaven is some blood between the sheets
but from what I've seen of hell I know it's colder than you'd think.
credits
from Exit 49,
released April 21, 2014
Written by Marc Griffin
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