Shaky Ground

[Verse 1]

This memory of a miner

Who dragged himself to work

And worked himself to death

Working for someone else

[Chorus]

We follow each other around

On shaky ground

[Verse 2]

His life had become to him

Worthless in many ways

An expired product off the shelf

Working for someone else

[Chorus]

We follow each other around

On shaky ground

[Verse 3]

The nature of his work

Gave him a minstrel color

At twenty hours a day

Little time he had for others

[Chorus]

We follow each other around

On shaky ground

[Bridge]

Never got to see the world

He got a funeral and this miner's song

There is no right or wrong

[Verse 4]

Now it's down to the wire

Facing six feet under

Can only wonder and stare

His name was a number