You walk the bricks where acorns fall
Your boots know every uneven stone
The thruster hum answers your call
You guard this path you've always known
Steady now the turbine sings
Boston wind through copper rings
Low and deep like chapel chimes
Guards the bricks through autumn times
Charles River breath rolls up the hill
Maple leaves sketch gold on grey
Your hand rests on the throttle still
Counting beats the ancient way
Steady now the turbine sings
Boston wind through copper rings
Low and deep like chapel chimes
Guards the bricks through autumn times
Gas lamps flicker gasp then hold
Altos hum in vestry air
You learned to breathe before you're told
Every launch begins with prayer
Steady now the turbine sings
Boston wind through copper rings
Low and deep like chapel chimes
Guards the bricks through autumn times
No tower asks for grand display
Just patient thrust on autumn morn
You guide the bricks they guide your way
A hymn the city wears not worn
Steady now the turbine sings
Boston wind through copper rings
Low and deep like chapel chimes
Guards the bricks through autumn times
You guard the bricks the bricks guard you
Thrust holds breath holds brick holds
