Blue denim worn thin at the knee
Wet pavement as far as I see
Oil slicks make a rainbow of gold
A story the concrete has told
Heavy boots on a salted floor
I can't find the open door
Solder the break in the wire
Hold back the flood and the fire
Electric blue in the deep gray
Wash all the salt spray away
Copper lines run thin through the wall
The rain makes the humming birds call
My torch leaves a bead of bright white
To cut through the weight of the night
Heavy boots on a salted floor
I can't find the open door
Solder the break in the wire
Hold back the flood and the fire
Electric blue in the deep gray
Wash all the salt spray away
Glass shards in a puddle of ink
I stand on the jagged edge brink
The metal is cold to the touch
I wanted the city too much
Solder the break in the wire
Hold back the flood and the fire
Electric blue in the deep gray
Wash all the salt spray away
A spark hits the wet asphalt street
The rhythm is slow like a beat
I weld every crack in the seam
To wake from a heavy steel dream
Solder the break in the wire
Hold back the flood and the fire
Electric blue in the deep gray
Wash all the salt spray away
Solder the break.
Blue denim, cold chrome.