Lyrics of ' Canary ' by Honeysuckle

The call of the ore
Stretched the lengths of the plains
And drew all the men to the iron ore range
And from the windows I would watch
Them gain in white and lose in black

Here in the dark no need to be scared
‘Cause I will be your guiding hand

And in the shafts
When they wouldn’t come back
Cold red faces dressed in black
Their dormant lips had sealed their fate
Without a warning they knew too late

Here in the dark no need to be scared
‘Cause I will be your guiding hand

Scorched throats sang funeral songs
And asked why they had been undone
Until canary like the sun came down, down, down
Into the mines

Now trees and leaves grow through the floors
And in the mines there rots the ore
And for those who never came back
Canary sings for those dressed in black

Here in the dark no need to be scared
‘Cause I will be your guiding hand