Ledger of the Drowned (wersja 2)

Intro

Sister kept the ledger in a tin box under the sink

Wrote in pencil, wrote in pen, wrote in what the light would think

Every shift at the factory, every hour past the bell

She'd mark it down like prayer, like a story she could sell

Verse 1

Twelve-hour rotations, six days a week, no window in the mill

Clock stopped at three once, she kept working still

Foreman said the quota don't care about your hands

She'd wrap them up in cloth and meet the line's demands

Brother got sick in the winter of '94

She picked up his shift, then she picked up four more

Whispers in the break room—she ain't human, she don't tire

But the ledger knew the cost, knew the slow and steady fire

Pension came through half of what they promised at the start

She took it, took the silence, kept the anger in her heart

Thirty-two years folded into one small check

Wrote the final entry: Still got breath left in my chest

Chorus

The ledger tells the truth that pride won't speak

The ledger holds the names of the strong and the meek

Every line is a scar that the body won't show

The ledger tells the truth, and the ledger don't lie

Verse 2

I found it in the attic, pages waterlogged and thin

Dates in her handwriting, witness marks of where she'd been

Some entries just a dash, some a number and a word

Fought the supervisor, still showed up the next day, heard

Lent my check to Raymond when his daughter needed care

Stayed an extra hour though my feet don't have nowhere

The margins filled with math she'd done in her head

Calculating what she'd give, what her family'd be fed

No complaint, no mercy, no request for the light

Just the simple arithmetic of surviving the night

I read it like a prayer, like a blueprint for the bone

How to carry weight so heavy you don't carry it alone

Chorus

The ledger tells the truth that pride won't speak

The ledger holds the names of the strong and the meek

Every line is a scar that the body won't show

The ledger tells the truth, and the ledger don't lie

Verse 3

I keep it on my nightstand, add a line when I can

Pass it to my daughter when she's old enough to understand

The mill's closed now, the factory's just a shell

But the ledger's got the story that the history books won't tell

She's still here, still working, different place, same road

And I'm adding to the pages what she's always showed

That legend ain't a moment, ain't a victory song

It's the quiet in the morning when you've known all along

That the weight you're gonna carry's worth the breath that you keep

That the ledger's gonna outlast us, and the ledger don't sleep

Outro

Sister kept the ledger, kept it close and kept it true

I'm keeping it for her, and I'm keeping it for you

The ledger tells the truth