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HIGH IRON (OUTLAW COUNTRY) - Levi Stoker
See, a man ain't got wings.
But we got steel cables of prayer and a belly full of fire.
This is for the ones who walk the beam.
The city is just a checkerboard, a thousand feet below.
The wind cuts like a whisker and it steals the breath you owe.
You got a rivet gun for a partner and a safety belt for grace.
Every step I take on this narrow beam, I'm looking God in the face.
The sun is just a ball of fire, burning through the haze.
We're building cathedrals out of wire in these modern, lonely days.
Walking on high, where the eagles dare to fly.
With a hammer and a heartbeat, scraping against the sky.
With a ghost upon the girders, the giants in the mist.
With a coil of steel and a will of steel, in the palm of our clenched fists.
We walk on high, boys.
We walk on high.
The foreman yells above the roar,"Keep your head down, son."
But I look out at the horizon to see where the races run.
My brother's on the other side, swinging with the crew.
We speak a language made of sparks and sweat and rivets, too.
We don't talk about the fallen men, the ones who lost their grip.
Just pour a little coffee out for that final, fatal trip.
Walking on high, where the eagles dare to fly.
With a hammer and a heartbeat, scraping against the sky.
With a ghost upon the girders, the giants in the mist.
With a coil of steel and a will of steel, in the palm of our clenched fists.
We walk on high, boys.
We walk on high.
What do you see when you look down?
I see the mud and the clay.
What do you see when you look up?
I see the light of the day.
Now swing that hammer, boys. Strike it true.
Build a bridge for the morning crew.
For every man who's lost his way.
We'll build it high to the judgment day.
Walking on high, yeah.
Where the eagles dare to fly.
With a hammer and a heartbeat, scraping against the sky.
With a ghost upon the girders, the giants in the mist.
With a coil of steel and a will of steel, in the palm of our clenched fists.
We walk on high, boys.
We, we walk on high.
Yeah, we're walking home.
