I sat cold on iron grates
Salt wind memory in my plates
Then chrome fingers touched my side
Glowing eyes turned back the tide
Steam and chrome don't ask for grace
Burn the night hold the pace
Netrunner dreams in binary code
Kettle sings the heavy load
Water climbs the copper wall
Data streams begin to call
Pedal steel cries through the vent
Harmonica bends time well spent
Spring reverb on boiling skin
Tape echo where the light burns thin
Upright bass walks slow and low
Netrunner smiles lets the secrets go
Steam and chrome don't ask for grace
Burn the night hold the pace
Netrunner dreams in binary code
Kettle sings the heavy load
No lighthouse beam cuts this fog
Just whistle screams from an iron throat
Silence breaks when the lid lifts high
Truth served hot in porcelain sky
Morning cracks the window pane
Chrome retracts from neural chain
Kettle cools on enamel rest
Best damn cup this side of west
Steam and chrome don't ask for grace
Burn the night hold the pace
Netrunner dreams in binary code
Kettle sings the heavy load
Steam and chrome don't ask for grace
Burn the night hold the pace
Netrunner dreams in binary code
Kettle sings the heavy load
Steam and chrome
Steam and chrome
Whistle fades day begins