Steel and Dust

The scaffold’s high, reaching for the sky,

Rusty bolts and a prayer hold it tight.

Big trucks rumble on the gravel below,

Carrying dreams where the winds won’t blow.

Steel and dust, holding us together,

Sweat and trust, through the stormy weather.

Big trucks roll, carrying heavy loads,

Steel and dust, this is how life goes.

Coffee stains on a weathered glove,

Sunrise spilling on the town I love.

The air smells of diesel and iron grit,

Building tomorrow, bit by bit.

Up high where the world feels small,

We’re building something after all.

Steel and dust, holding us together,

Sweat and trust, through the stormy weather.

Big trucks roll, carrying heavy loads,

Steel and dust, this is how life goes.

Each rivet’s a story, each beam a dream,

Life’s a scaffold, more fragile than it seems.

We climb so high, but the ground stays near,

Steel and dust, we conquer our fear.