Sister of the Steel and Stars

Gone too soon, under the moonlight glow,

A sister's laughter echoes soft, down this dusty road.

By the welders’ fire, we’d dream of those nights,

With grease on our hands and hearts easy and light.

You taught me the way to shape metal and steel,

Building our dreams with each spark and each wheel.

Oh the engines would roar, under stars shining bright,

With you by my side, everything felt right.

But now I'm here, alone with the silence,

Your laughter replaced with echoes of violence.

You loved those old trucks, with their engines so sly,

Sister, I’m lost in this world without your high-five.

Remember the nights when we’d cruise down the lane,

You’d light up the dark, like a fire in the rain.

Your welding torch flickered, a beacon of pride,

You built up those dreams, with a heart open wide.

But now all the welds, they feel cold as the stone,

A truck without a driver, I'm just all alone.

But now I'm here, alone with the silence,

Your laughter replaced with echoes of violence.

You loved those old trucks, with their engines so sly,

Sister, I’m lost in this world without your high-five.

I hear your voice in the engines that thunder,

In every breeze, I feel the ache of this wonder.

You rode with the stars, up high in the sky,

I’ll carry your spirit, as long as I fly.

So I raise a glass to the moments we had,

To memories and lwn this dusty road.

By the welders’ fire, we’d dream of those nights,

With grease on our hands and hearts easy and light.

You taught me the way to shape metal and steel,

Building our dreams with each spark and each wheel.

Oh the engines would roar, under stars shining bright,

With you by my side, everything felt right.

But now I'm here, alone with the silence,

Your laughter replaced with echoes of violence.

You loved those old trucks, with their engines so sly,

Sister, I’m lost in this world without your high-five.

Remember the nights when we’d cruise down the lane,

You’d light up the dark, like a fire in the rain.

Your welding torch flickered, a beacon of pride,

You built up those dreams, with a heart open wide.

But now all the welds, they feel cold as the stone,

A truck without a driver, I'm just all alone.

But now I'm here, alone with the silence,

Your laughter replaced with echoes of violence.

You loved those old trucks, with their engines so sly,

Sister, I’m lost in this world without your high-five.

I hear your voice in the engines that thunder,

In every breeze, I feel the ache of this wonder.

You rode with the stars, up high in the sky,

I’ll carry your spirit, as long as I fly.

So I raise a glass to the moments we had,

To memories and laughter, and all that’s not sad.

Sister, you shine in each weld and each spark,

In every sweet truck that rolls down through the dark.