From 3b94b5f87c9bd60eb5998d6d822a61de28be8904 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Mikkeli Date: Thu, 27 Aug 2026 23:31:58 +0900 Subject: [PATCH] yuubari2: more work --- wip/yuubari2.md | 13 +++++++++++-- 1 file changed, 11 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/wip/yuubari2.md b/wip/yuubari2.md index 5bb7238..44566bf 100644 --- a/wip/yuubari2.md +++ b/wip/yuubari2.md @@ -15,5 +15,14 @@ A song about how life goes on under perceived turmoil thousands of metres away. ## Lyrics -Coal mines, black diamonds, gas and electric bulbs lighting up the hill lines, -Steam and diesel locomotives pulling streams of cargo and \ No newline at end of file +``` +There were scenes I've come to known but never seen or heard. +Coal mines roar low day and night. air compressors, motors, conveyor belts, water pumps, self-propelled tunnel shields, drum cutters, lifts; boilers, generators, locomotives, trucks, and people of the mine. +Snow over the ever so slightly dwarfed mountain slopes, matrices of lights of alternating patterns every fortnight or so reflecting shift changes; mixtures of snow, steam, smoke in the air, smell of much burning. +People in the mines, people for the mines, people around the mines, people from the mines; people working, people fighting, people dying. + +// Lines that shouldn't make it to the final text but of the right spirit +History is an easy thing to learn and remember but nigh impossible to live in. At the same time it is a thing imopossible to not live in. +My town is sentenced death and revived so many times by history and so many contactless observation endpoints from miles and miles away. I am an exile but I live on with the town. + +``` \ No newline at end of file