Landslide Song

Rush, rush, rush Went the coal and went the water Past the tufts, tufts, tufts Snapping trees and fingers easy as all Down it comes now prepare yourself the black is gushing Up, up, up To the windows, curtains, and the cushions Things are getting so untidy Hush, hush, hush If you scream then everyone will start screaming Numb, numb, numb Frozen limbs and frozen bottoms hold you Still enough 'til you breathe in three times it will take you Up, up, up High above your shoes and socks now Things are getting so untidy, Things are getting so untidy Broken are the backs of the shovel-bearers Smoking on their breaks cutting conversations to TV shows And places that they long to go Long before the dig began And long before the dig is over