Firmament
King Buffalo
9:16Go 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