De Rosa Hattonrigg Pit Disaster
When I was nothing
And we were no one.
I was the father of two hungry sons.
I dug my way down into a night that seemed to guide me.
But what I knew then
As life was at it's end.
Hattonrigg Pit disaster nineteen ten. We've come a long
way since then.
The words that move me are words of stone -
that simplify me to a wordless drone. The masters
living life on a plate.
Us bastards digging and letting ourselves be tools to
other's ends.
Hattonrigg Pit disaster nineteen ten. We've come a long
way since then.
We lose.
How many years?
Make song.
Write down.
Listen.
Down into light I dig.
I dig.
When I was nothing and we were no one.
I started looking and look what I found.
A planning stranger to pin my hope down.
There was no danger of letting it be.
A temporary trend.
I know your ways will kill you in the end, but how many
more 'til then?
