Smokestack Soul

Smokestack Soul - Levi Stoker

Son of just a Capricorn lost in a grayscale sky

Where the chimneys breathe a heavy truth that no one can deny

We're born into the shadow of the brick and mortar crown

The undisputed middleweight of this soot covered town

I got the grit of the conveyor belt etched into my palm

A restless kind of chaos underneath the workday calm

They say the air is poison they say the spirit's turning cold

But they don't know the chemistry of a smokestack soul

One for the furnace two for the shift

By the time I hit three my spirit's adrift

Oh it's a smokestack soul burning through the night

I'm a heavyweight survivor looking for a fight

Every flake of the soot feels a piece of the war

Of a blue collar ghost who ain't quiet anymore

Yeah you can bury the town where the bitter briars grow

But you're never gonna choke the fire burning down below

I see the city slicker tourists driving past the yard

Looking at the rusted facts and thinking life is hard

They don't see the brotherhood in a pair of steel toe boots

Or the way the local gospel fires its industrial roots

I'm bobbing through the layoffs weaving through the grime

The only real contender in this shallow hearted time

Oh it's a smokestack soul burning through the night

I'm a heavyweight survivor looking for a fight

Every flake of the soot feels a piece of the war

Of a blue collar ghost who ain't quiet anymore

Yeah you can bury the town where the bitter briars grow

But you're never gonna choke the fire burning down below

Keep it burning

Feel it

Consummate a lie

But the spirit's turning gold

I'm the toughest damn rebel that this world could ever hold

I ain't out of breath I'm just finding my second edge

Smokestack soul black over the gold

Grit stays forever

From coast to burning coast