Iron Willed Blues
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2024-04-17
Lyrics
It's tough to grip these gears and parts And twist 'em into place But I say I must persevere When the metal's cold You're gonna feel the tension But when the cogs won't fit With this heart worn on my sleeve Got the wisdom, got the time Won't let these machines deceive When the levers stick And the cranks fight back I push through the rust, no time to distract Now the springs won't coil, they're just like my bones Old and stubborn, but they're what I call home Gonna oil these joints, make 'em shine like new With steady hands and a heart so true Every gear I place, speaks of years I've known A symphony of clinks, life in every tone In the silence of the workshop's gloom She labors under the pale bulb's doom Each click and clack is a memory In the automata's symphony [Chorus] Oh, but it's a hard, hard game This creation's got no name A twist and turn, the wrench slips by arthritis flare, and a heavy sigh But with steel resolve in her weathered eyes She won't give up, won't be denied Every nut and bolt, she knows 'em well Like chapters in a story that she could tell
