Ghosts of Finley Lyrics

The ghosts of Finley

Are walking through the night

Oblivious that they no longer

Walk among the light

A sudden flash, a searing pain

How the lucky met their end

Families not so fortunate

Who's left for bread to win

Every now and then, at night

You might catch a fleeting glimpse

Their shadows still in motion

Going about their day

Invisible chains and everything

Descending to their grave

Into the mine

Did what they had to do to get by

But only one was coming home that night

There's sulfur in the air

Corporate doesn't care

38 souls are descending to the night

Corners cut for dimes, are ready to ignite

While the greedy won't shed any tears

For the hell they wrought

They only cared for growing what is mine

Deep dark, hills, and digging deeper

It still continues to this day

Though automation took many livelihoods away

Replaced with checks that purchase pills,

And government sponsored fentanyl

Wipe the poor, yearning masses from the hills

And burn their marijuana fields

The ghosts of Finley haunt the night

Don't have time to relish pride

Still toiling away for their daily wage

To enrich the oligarchs that sealed their fate

Waiting for the judgment day

Into the mine

Did what they had to do to get by

But only one was coming home that night

There's sulfur in the air

Corporate doesn't care

38 souls are descending to the night

Corners cut for dimes, are ready to ignite

While the greedy won't shed any tears

For the hell they wrought

They only cared for growing what is mine

Dig, dig, dig. The grave won't dig itself

Breathe a little deeper to their health

Drink and smoke, nobody cares

The days are long and numbered

Take whatever pleasure you can get

Into the mine. Did what they had to do to get by

But only one was coming home that night