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