Landslide Song

Rush, rush, rush
 Went the coal and went the water
 Past the tufts, tufts, tufts
 Snapping trees and fingers easy as all
 Down it comes now prepare yourself the black is gushing
 Up, up, up
 To the windows, curtains, and the cushions
 Things are getting so untidy
 Hush, hush, hush
 If you scream then everyone will start screaming
 Numb, numb, numb
 Frozen limbs and frozen bottoms hold you
 Still enough 'til you breathe in three times it will take you
 Up, up, up
 High above your shoes and socks now
 Things are getting so untidy,
 Things are getting so untidy
 Broken are the backs of the shovel-bearers
 Smoking on their breaks cutting conversations to TV shows
 And places that they long to go
 Long before the dig began
 And long before the dig is over