Canary
I'm little and I'm yellow-bellied.
Dark-eyed, never quiet.
At least my hair is soft and feathery
And all this soul I have- you couldn't buy it.
I saw a Subaru commercial yesterday
And I cried.
'Cause there was a dog who grew old and it was implied
That he died.
Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark,
Carrying a spark to see:
I'm the first one sensin' it
Cause I'm just a little sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air in this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today.
But my throat is tight my voice is dying
And I'm scared of the dark.
Wish I could be with my friends, flying.
Wish I could sing like a lark.
But I'm sick all the goddamn time,
And that's fine.
It's just my wings feel heavy and my brain's not mine,
But that's fine.
Two hundred feet
Deep underground.
The silence sounds deafening:
I'm the first one sensin' it
Cause I'm so damn sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air in this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today.
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark,
And I'm the spark you're carrying:
I'm the first one sensin' it:
Sometimes it pays to be sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air, I'm leaving this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today
Dark-eyed, never quiet.
At least my hair is soft and feathery
And all this soul I have- you couldn't buy it.
I saw a Subaru commercial yesterday
And I cried.
'Cause there was a dog who grew old and it was implied
That he died.
Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark,
Carrying a spark to see:
I'm the first one sensin' it
Cause I'm just a little sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air in this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today.
But my throat is tight my voice is dying
And I'm scared of the dark.
Wish I could be with my friends, flying.
Wish I could sing like a lark.
But I'm sick all the goddamn time,
And that's fine.
It's just my wings feel heavy and my brain's not mine,
But that's fine.
Two hundred feet
Deep underground.
The silence sounds deafening:
I'm the first one sensin' it
Cause I'm so damn sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air in this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today.
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark,
And I'm the spark you're carrying:
I'm the first one sensin' it:
Sometimes it pays to be sensitive.
I'm a canary in a coal mine.
I wanna fly away, fly away.
But there's no air, I'm leaving this coal mine
But I will sing today, sing today
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Writer(s): Mirabai Jyothi Kukathas
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