Go on you wandering one
Everyday through the storm
Pass on and look for the stone
Turning the steel to gold

Dig on and bury the sun
Everyday is the same
No time to lighten the yield
Everyday is the same

Hold on you aching one
Beaten and bruised and tired
Keep on and carry the steel
Everyday through the fire

Broken fingers tend to the field
Everyday is the same
Nothing left but leather and bone
Everyday is the same

Hold on you withering one
Wasted and empty and dry
No time to tend to the fire
Bating the life from your eye

Left mangled, feeble and gray
Everyday was the same
How the years have wasted away
Everything into the flame