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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Phone rings loud, breaks the midnight hush,
Boots hit the floor in a tired rush.
The kids don’t wake, but she stirs in bed,
"Be safe out there," is all she said.
[Prechorus]
Steel on steel, twisted and torn,
A new disaster, same old storm.
[Chorus]
I’m always on call, when the trains fall apart,
Out in the wreckage, I’m fixing the heart.
Through the smoke and the sparks, through the cold and the grime,
I’m cleaning up pieces, but losing my time.
I’m always on call, always on call.
[Verse 2]
Flashing lights cut the blackened sky,
A mile of freight spilled where engines die.
Hands like iron, but a heavy chest,
Thinking of home, though I give my best.
[Prechorus]
Crossties cracked, the earth don’t care,
I’m pulling weight most wouldn’t dare.
[Chorus]
I’m always on call, when the trains fall apart,
Out in the wreckage, I’m fixing the heart.
Through the smoke and the sparks, through the cold and the grime,
I’m cleaning up pieces, but losing my time.
I’m always on call, always on call.
Details
GeneratedNov 18, 2025
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
melodic, country, emotional chorus; male vocals, storytelling; gentle acoustic guitar with a touch of fiddle; reflective verses that build into an anthemic, acoustic
Credits
Prompt byVectorPulse828
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Country song about cleaning up train derailments and the struggles of being gone from home at a moment’s notice always on call late nights in the wreckage
