Audrey Auld Mezera Down In A Hole
I never grew up in a mining town
But I’ve been down in a hole
I never cried while my lungs turned black
But I cry for the black of my soul
I stood in fear as the walls caved in
Trapped in the darkness alone
I cried for help, no one heard
So I cried for the black of my soul
Down in a hole, down in a hole
Crying for the black of my soul
I’ve seen the yellow birdie die
I heard my poor mother moan
I’ve been below the water line
Down in the black of my soul
If love is the shelter in this forsaken place
Why am I down in a hole?
Digging through years of blood and mud
Mining the black of my soul
Down in a hole, down in a hole
Mining the black of my soul
There is a prayer the miners use
“Don’t bury me in a hole”
I’m praying hard so I won’t be
Buried in the black of my soul
I’m praying hard so I won’t be
Lost in the black of my soul
Down in a hole, down in a hole
Lost in the black of my soul
