Iron Resonance

[Verse 1]
Miles spun out like molten thread, a life unspooled and frayed,
Every town a temporary bed, a debt I never paid.
The rumble of the eighteen-wheelers, a hollow, ceaseless drone,
But Philly grit called back my marrow, claiming its rightful throne.

[Chorus]
Oh, home ain't four walls and a worn-out floor,
It's the iron resonance, knocking at my door.
The forge of memory, a whisper in the air,
Yeah, home's a sound I always carry, everywhere.

[Verse 2]
Heard it in the clatter of the el train, rust on weathered steel,
My grandfather's low, guttural refrain, how hard he worked to heal.
The distant hum of factory gears, an old machine's deep sigh,
Washing over all the years, beneath a concrete sky.

[Bridge]
They cast my spirit in that clamor, forged it strong and true,
Before I ever knew its hammer, it anchored me to you.
No map could ever chart the way, no compass point the truth,
Just listen close, and hear it say, 'You carry all your youth!'

[Outro]
That rumble in my blood, that low, familiar strain,
Just a distant train.