Anthracite

I wish I was there when the light left your eyes Coal dust in your blood Could we have kept the dark clouds from our town Dirty and wet as the winter rains came down Tattoos of anthracite Dragged to the dim daylight Nothing to clean this rain Yesterday's window pane Children throw rocks, bare feet followed the steps Past the fields where Grandfathers rest Could we have left the dark holes in the ground Pulling our boats when anchors went down Tattoos of anthracite Dragged to the dim daylight Nothing to clean this rain Yesterday's window pane