Track Insight / Lyrics
You wear denim stained in oil
Deep in salt and heavy soil
Blue jeans rough against your skin
Where the rusted rails begin
You weld the iron, hold the gate
Standing tall and fighting fate
Peeling paint on every wall
You won't let the station fall
Sparking white against the grey
Keeping all the ghosts away
Heavy boots on concrete floor
Guarding every open door
You weld the iron, hold the gate
Standing tall and fighting fate
Peeling paint on every wall
You won't let the station fall
Copper wire and blackened steel
Turning like a frozen wheel
Searing heat inside the mask
Finish every lonely task
You weld the iron, hold the gate
Standing tall and fighting fate
Peeling paint on every wall
You won't let the station fall
Sanding down the jagged edge
Walking on a narrow ledge
Hold the torch and make it tight
Burn the darkness with the light
Old depot in winter haze
Counting all the empty days
Metal fused and welded strong
This is where you now belong
You weld the iron, hold the gate
Standing tall and fighting fate
Peeling paint on every wall
You won't let the station fall
Hold the line, hold the line
Keep it straight, keep it fine
Hold the line!
