By Original Work
Rise %s and shine,
We work all day down in the mine,
With rest at last in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So work all day and sing, friends,
With rest at last filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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