Dark Honey

VERSE One summers evening, and the kids ran free All the bees were swarming in the cemetery And they sup that sweetness their natures crave From the flowers that grew on every grave CHORUS And you tell your children, life finds a way You can reap dark honey from the dying day And leave a little sweetness, to soothe our stings And the slightest suffering winter brings VERSE Some other children, some distant homе They fear the humming of a diffеrent drone Some sugar's flowing from every pore Some hungers growing on the spoils of war CHORUS And you tell your children, life finds a way You can reap dark honey from the dying day And leave a little sweetness, to soothe our stings And the slightest suffering winter brings INSTRUMENTAL VERSE On the bank of England, some city bee She builds her hive of slavery And her sweet survival in the midst of man Is to make dark honey from a Cola can CHORUS But you tell your children, life finds a way You can reap dark honey from the dying day And leave a little sweetness, to soothe our stings And the slightest suffering winter brings VERSE When man has driven the drone of bees From all the fields and cemeteries He'll miss that richness his nature craves But our flowers will grow upon our graves CHORUS And you tell your children, life finds a way You can reap dark honey from the dying day And leave a little sweetness, to soothe our stings And the slightest suffering winter brings