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Wednesday, January 04, 2006



In memory of the Sago 12:

In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia
Late in the year
The day still comes and the sun still shines
But it's dark at the graves of the Cumberland miners

Listen to the shouts of the black-faced miner
Listen to the call of the rescue team
We have no water, light or bread
So we're living on songs and hope instead

In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia
Down in the dark of the Cumberland mine
There's blood on the coal, and the miners lie
In roads that never saw sun or sky

In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia
Often the earth will tremble and roll
When the earth is restless
Miners die

Bone and blood is the price of coal



U2, "Springhill Mining Disaster"

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