Flame and Steel

Flame in my blood, bought the torch with my last twenty,Steel on the dirt—my shop, my risk, my plenty.

First fifty bucks paid the meter past due,

First grand felt like breath, but the doubt still grew.

Ten grand next, then a hundred, I sweat,

No payroll, no safety—every weld is a bet.

Old truck coughs black, hauls my one-man freight,

No crew, no cushion—just the fire and the weight.

Trailer sags low, roof drips when it rains,

Kids share one blanket while I chase the gains.

One cracked bead, one lost job, the whole thing can fold,No company to catch me—just the ground and the cold.(Chorus – Duet (Male & Female)]

It’s in my blood, it burns, flame and steel,

Building from nothing, every weld is real.

When the arc dies out, doubt claws at my chest,

Family and fire—still I give my best.

Oh, it burns, it burns, I can’t let it go,

One man, one torch, got the world to show.

From the dirt to the sky, I rise, I drop,

My name on the sign—I can’t stop.

Scars lace my knuckles like roads on a map,

Puddle too thin, wind stole the gap.

Invoice sits red, phone rings like a curse,

One missed payment and the dream’s in reverse.

No sleep in the booth, just the hiss and the glare,

Turned a broke kid’s hunger to a one-man affair.

Trailer lights stutter, kids whisper “Dad’s gone,”

I weld till the dawn so the dark don’t move on.

I’m the welder, the clerk, the collector, the call,

If my hands give out, then we lose it all.

From scrap to a gate, I’m carving my brand,

But the voice in the night says I’ll die where I stand.

It’s in my blood, it burns, flame and steel,

Building from nothing, every weld is real.

When the arc dies out, doubt claws at my chest,

Family and fire—still I give my best.

Oh, it burns, it burns, I can’t let it go,

One man, one torch, got the world to show.

From the dirt to the sky, I rise, I drop,

My name on the sign—I can’t stop.

I see the sparks fade when you count every dime,

Hands shake on the wheel, but you climb every time.

We’re forged in your fire, though the nights stretch thin,Kids trace your welds with their fingers like kin.

No safety, no shadow—just the truth we hold tight,

Your dream’s in our blood, keeps us warm in the night.From the ashes you rise, though the fear tries to chain,Hold the torch steady—love beats the pain.

[Verse 3 – Male (Welder)]I’m hooked on the hiss, but it’s stealing my years,Every joint that I lay buys the kids’ future tears.

The skyline don’t care if I make it or break,

One cracked frame and the whole world can shake.

From the ditch to the shop, I’m writing my code,

Hands raw, heart torn, still I shoulder the load.

The fire in my blood fights the storm in my head,

Success ain’t the win—it’s not waking up dead.

So I burn through the fear, through the doubt, through the dark, Next bead’s one more breath, one more life-giving spark.No crew, no crutch, just the steel and the flame,