Blue denim worn thin at the knee
Staring at a shelf full of tea
Heavy boots on a cold concrete floor
Walking through a heavy iron door
White gloves on a hand made of grit
Paper thin pages where I sit
Metal sparks flying in my head
Reading words that the old authors said
Solder the break and turn the page
Break out of this rusted metal cage
Heavy steel heart in a quiet room
Watch the wild summer flowers bloom
Oil on the sleeve of my shirt
Digging through the ink and the dirt
I can smell the coffee in the hall
Writing out a message on the wall
Solder the break and turn the page
Break out of this rusted metal cage
Heavy steel heart in a quiet room
Watch the wild summer flowers bloom
Burn the blue prints and let them fly
Underneath a wide open July sky
No more basements and no more gray
We are driving a thousand miles away
Sift through the files for a sign
Walking on a very narrow line
Rough hands touching a velvet sleeve
Finally finding a reason to leave
One last look at the archive light
Driving fast through the middle of night
Gasoline scent and a radio song
This is where we both truly belong
Solder the break and turn the page
Break out of this rusted metal cage
Heavy steel heart in a quiet room
Watch the wild summer flowers bloom
Just keep driving till the road ends
Blue denim wind and a few old friends
Yeah, we're gone now
We're finally gone
