My life and breath
Follow me in every step
Searching for time to nap.
In the streets and the mood
Construction sites crack in life.
They grow stronger near
Stone and wire paint
In the diner snacks and cheer
Lift the weight of life
Patch the holes that come my way
Concrete dreams and heavy days
Muscles aging in dismay
Never asking for life
It's a tool to face the strife
Patching up those leaking dreams
That crumble down in shattered seams
They were strong but now they fade
Heavy hearts can't lift the load
In this world of stone and blade
Muscles sing a weary ode
Lift the weight of life
Patch the holes that come my way
Concrete dreams and heavy days
Muscles aging in dismay.