Ohh... I heard something Tuesday, Down past the lower shaft, Dig over here... Something calling from below... The canary's singing, Yellow...light against the dark. Company says the seam's played out. But I know better...just a little deeper... DEEPER...! DEEPER...! DEEPER...! Found gold on Thursday. Vein thick as my forearm. Set it aside... I bet there's more... DEEPER... The canary's gone quiet. Won't leave the far side of the cage... Just a little deeper... Just a little more... DEEPER... Found some diamonds... Gems I've never seen before... DEEPER... Haven't seen the foreman in a while. I don't go topside much anymore, The air down here is better. BETTER! The canary won't eat from my hand. Tries to bite me when I get close. Is that why my fingers are bleeding? When...did I lose my pickax? It doesn't matter. I can still dig. DIG...! What...day is it? I've lost track of time... DEEPER...! DIG...! Stop screaming at me little bird...! QUIET...! It's still me... You're fine... I just need to... ...dig. DIG...! DIG...! DIG...! The canary's not singing... Haven't heard it in days... Found it this morning, Still in its cage, Stiff and silent. Just a little deeper. DEEPER...! My hands don't look right anymore. Nails gone... Don't remember when... ...deeper. The rhythm... Deeper... The calling... Deeper... Just a little further... Deeper... DIG...! DEEPER...! DIG...! DEEPER...!
