let the miners weep

If every verse starts with she or he,
I might as well pick up the phone and save my wrists the pain

It’s not that I don’t have the words inside,
but with this lack of perseverance they won’t come to life

Only the animal of lust escapes,
turning my poems into analogies for sexual games

Never to show the softer side I hide,
the one that gets lonely at night when the stars won’t shine

Yellow canary in a cave so black, she took the gas into her lungs, she ain’t coming back

Yellow canary in a cage so small, she put her life upon the line, yeah she gave her all

Yellow canary in a calm of night, she flew away into the silence, well out of sight

Yellow canary in a coma sleep, she’s down and out for the count, let the miners weep

This world is full of bangs and neon lights,
making the darkness more elusive than a pig in flight

Trying to jump start our hearts in the dark,
we use two black cords never see a spark

So here we sit on an abandoned road,
a misplaced detour took us way off course

In a silent ghost town no ones coming back,
only killers stayed behind to harvest bones for lamps

Yellow canary in a cave so black, she took the gas into her lungs, she ain’t coming back

Yellow canary in a cage so small, she put her life upon the line, yeah she gave her all

Yellow canary in a calm of night, she flew away into the silence well out of sight

Yellow canary in a coma sleep, she’s down and out for the count, let the miners weep

Biting my lips as my fingers move with ease,
a technicality that stings like angry bees
And as I light that fuse I know before it’s sent,

these atomic love letters won’t make a dent

We’re just machines counting bricks upon the wall,
waiting for the mortar to retire us all

We’re just machines rotating pictures and sounds,
waiting for the curtain call so we can fall

Yellow canary in a cave so black, she took the gas into her lungs, she ain’t coming back

Yellow canary in a cage so small, she put her life upon the line, yeah she gave her all

Yellow canary in a calm of night, she flew away into the silence well out of sight

Yellow canary in a coma sleep, she’s down and out for the count, let the miners weep