When I was nothing nAnd we were no one. nI was the father of two hungry sons. nI dug my way down into a night that seemed to guide me. nBut what I knew then nAs life was at it's end. nnHattonrigg Pit disaster nineteen ten. We've come a long way since then. nThe words that move me are words of stone - nthat simplify me to a wordless drone. The masters living life on a plate. nUs bastards digging and letting ourselves be tools to other's ends. nHattonrigg Pit disaster nineteen ten. We've come a long way since then. nnWe lose. nHow many years? nMake song. nWrite down. nListen. nDown into light I dig. nI dig. nnWhen I was nothing and we were no one. nI started looking and look what I found. nA planning stranger to pin my hope down. nThere was no danger of letting it be. nA temporary trend. nI know your ways will kill you in the end, but how many more 'til then?