| "The Mines of Mirak" | |
| Mines of Mirak © 2008 David Jones/Neil Porter Deep in the Mirak mines They let us out at night Digging the Mirak seam We never see the light We know that we’re here to stay Spend all day thinking ‘bout the light of day Deep in the Mirak mines They let us out at night It was my father’s dream To feel light on his ghost-white skin To see the pea green grass Of his favourite field again We know that we’re here to stay Spend all day thinking ‘bout judgement day It was my father’s dream To feel light on his ghost-white skin I had a dream one day I saw the sun hanging up in the sky Every night we cry As we see our home and wonder why We know that we’re here to stay There’s no point thinking ‘bout getting away I had a dream one day I saw the sun hanging up in the sky They rob us of our shadows They turn our world to night They work us blind Then they leave us here to die We know that we’re here to stay There’s no point thinking ‘bout the light of day They rob us of our shadows They turn our world to night | |