Iron skin is turning red
Underneath a wooden shed
Heavy clouds are rolling low
Waiting for the wind to blow
Rusty steel in the summer rain
Washing off the old world stain
Hiding from the thunder sound
Rooted to the heavy ground
Wooden planks are soaking wet
Coldest night he ever met
Silver bolts are shaking fast
Hoping that the storm will pass
Oil drips on the muddy floor
Leaking through a heavy door
Water hits the metal plate
Standing in a frozen state
Rusty steel in the summer rain
Washing off the old world stain
Hiding from the thunder sound
Rooted to the heavy ground
Clouds break open wide and blue
Everything is feeling new
Sunlight hits the peeling paint
Golden light is soft and faint
Birds return to every tree
Finally the air is free
Freight car waits for one more ride
Nowhere left for him to hide
Rusty steel in the summer rain
Washing off the old world stain
Hiding from the thunder sound
Rooted to the heavy ground
Just a fare on a rainy day.
Let it wash all the rust away.
