Intro
Cap lamp flickers in a twenty-eight inch seam
Grandfather crawled the tunnels chasing a coal-black dream
Spine bent like a comma before it hit the ground
Said the mountain don't break you, it wears you down slow
Verse
Fourteen years old when they handed me the pick
Told me stand up straight and the roof will make you sick
Learned to walk on my knees like the earth was a pew
Prayed to the dark for a seam wide enough to break through
Brother went in whole, come out folded like a letter
Timber cracked at noon, we never got no better
Canary in a cage sang louder than a choir
When the air turned thin we followed its wire
Scrip in my pocket, company store on the hill
Paid for the bread with the coal in my will
Mother kept a candle lit by the kitchen glass
Counted every shift like rosary beads made of ash
I bent so the mountain wouldn't have to break
Learned the shape of survival for my own sake
Twenty years under, my back kept the score
Every scar a rung on a ladder with no floor
Chorus
These are bones that learned to bend, not break
Carried every shift like a debt I had to pay
Low is how you last when the ceiling won't rise
Bent bones built a name that still stands twice my size
Verse
Forty years in, doctor showed me the film
Said my lungs looked like a map of a drowned kiln
Told him I already knew the weather in my