The Mill's Lament
melodic acoustic countryLyrics
[Verse]
Out by the sawmill, in the dead of night,
Manager's ruling, but he can't get it right.
Machines are breaking, logs just pile high,
There's a storm a-comin' under that blackened sky.
[Verse 2]
Day shift's a circus, Sean's in command,
Actin' like he's king, but he's in sinking sand.
Orders all tangled, workers losing hope,
He's got us all hangin' on a fraying rope.
[Chorus]
Oh, the mill's lament, through the whispering pines,
Sean's got no clue, we're running outta time.
Cimarron's dreams are as wild as the wind,
But when he makes a call, it's an ugly spin.
[Verse 3]
Cimarron thinks he's got visions to sell,
But he's leading us all straight to the gates of hell.
Promises crumble, like sawdust to the floor,
We've lost the heart of what this mill was for.
[Verse 4]
In the break room talk, the men all agree,
A ship without a captain is what we've come to be.
Morale's a ghost town, production's in the red,
Every morning feels like a battle up ahead.
[Chorus]
Oh, the mill's lament, through the whispering pines,
Sean's got no clue, we're running outta time.
Cimarron's dreams are as wild as the wind,
But when he makes a call, it's an ugly spin.