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Here I stand with my own kin At the end of everything Finally the dream is gone I've had enough of hanging on I came here with all my friends Leaving behind the weight of years Leaving our own in a flood of tears Out on a prospect that never ends All the landscape was the mill Grim as the reaper with a heart like hell With a river of bodies flowing with the bell Here was the future for hands of skill We built all this with our own hands For who could know we built on sand But now it's barren all too soon There is no miracle in ruin We set the flame and it burned so blue With open eyes I watched it grow A sea of palms in an ocean of snow Hands with the courage to start anew Here was a home for the lost and scared Out of the yards and the run dry dock To the call of the steel that would never stop Here was a refuge for those who dared In a steeltown When the heat's on I went down And the heat turned on me In a steeltown When the heat's on I went down And the heat turned on me There I stand with my own kin At the end of everything Finally the dream is gone Nothing left to hang upon In a steeltown When the heat's on I went down And the heat turned on me In a steeltown When the heat's on I went down And the heat turned on me In a steeltown When the heat's on I went down And the heat turned on me |
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