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Where I work
You will find metal
When I grind it clean
And weld it into cars to drive like new
I become the boy I was once
In my secret place
Setting fire to all my things to see the glow

Be ready
It’s a miracle
Be ready
It’s a miracle

Talk of steel
Turns your head metal
Especially the eye
Which cries for you to keep your vision clear
Every day
Pray your eye keeps crying
It’s the way of tears
They clean the filthy window of your soul

Be ready...
Where I work   You will find metal   When I grind it clean   And weld it into cars to drive like new   I become the boy I was once   In my secret place   Setting fire to all my things to see the glow       Be ready   It’s a miracle   Be ready   It’s a miracle      Talk of steel   Turns your head metal   Especially the eye   Which cries for you to keep your vision clear   Every day   Pray your eye keeps crying   It’s the way of tears   They clean the filthy window of your soul      Be ready...