Dusty Road

Dusty Road,
Lonely site,
Working crew’s gone home for the night.
Fateful day,
Step away,
From a world that swallows everything in sight;
Got your boots,
Need the pay,
They rope you in for one more day
Till you learn the trade and take on the stress —
I hope you’ve chosen where the money’s best
This is the moment where you choose
What is important to you
Freedom has many faces
Hammer rings,
The stone is shaped, The wall is built by sweat alone
Hands hoisting,
Shovels turning,
It all comes together one by one
Has to be done…
No one else can see what you need to be;
Each man alone carves his path.
There is something you will see
When you figure out how to be;
Never let your dreams go by…
Freedom has many faces;
This Dusty Road