[male
vocals] (
Soft,
melancholic
piano
chords)
Yeah.
Sometimes
you
look
at
a
building
and
you
see
the
walls.
But
I
see
the
craft.
I
see
the
work
we
left
behind.
Waliu
Ipoola.
Listen.
I
remember
the
sunrise
hitting
the
sliding
doors
we
made
The
way
the
light
would
dance
across
the
glass,
a
quiet
shade
We
spent
days
bending
metal,
making
sure
the
swing
was
true
Every
window
projected
a
vision,
a
promise
meant
for
you
From
the
bus
windows
clear
as
crystal
to
the
hung
doors
in
the
hall
We
put
our
soul
into
the
frames,
standing
proud
and
standing
tall
But
now
the
site
is
silent,
the
hammers
don't
ring
the
same
I
look
at
the
aluminum
finish
and
I
still
see
your
name.
Waliu
Ipoola,
the
name
on
the
blueprint
of
my
heart
Aluminum
fabricator,
tearing
the
silence
apart
Best
in
the
game,
from
the
fence
to
the
sliding
frame
But
without
the
work,
the
industry
just
doesn't
feel
the
same
Yeah,
you're
the
plug,
the
one
who
made
the
vision
real
Now
I'm
left
with
these
glass
reflections
and
the
way
I
feel.
We
did
the
show
glass,
polished
bright
for
the
world
to
see
Electric
fence
wire
standing
guard,
keeping
the
memory
free
All
types
of
aluminum
jobs,
precision
in
every
seam
Every
weld
was
a
whisper
of
a
fading,
distant
dream
I
miss
the
heat
of
the
workshop,
the
smell
of
the
metal
dust
I
miss
the
way
we
built
a
bridge
of
iron
and
of
trust
You
were
the
craftsman,
the
artist,
the
one
who
held
the
key
Now
the
windows
look
out
on
a
world
that's
empty
without
thee.
Waliu
Ipoola,
the
name
on
the
blueprint
of
my
heart
Aluminum
fabricator,
tearing
the
silence
apart
Best
in
the
game,
from
the
fence
to
the
sliding
frame
But
without
the
work,
the
industry
just
doesn't
feel
the
same
Yeah,
you're
the
plug,
the
one
who
made
the
vision
real
Now
I'm
left
with
these
glass
reflections
and
the
way
I
feel.
Can
you
hear
the
echo
of
the
drill
on
the
steel?
It’
s
a
lonesome
sound,
tell
me,
is
it
even
real?
We
fabricated
beauty,
we
forged
it
in
the
fire
Now
I’
m
just
tracing
the
lines
of
the
electric
fence
wire.
Waliu
Ipoola,
the
name
on
the
blueprint
of
my
heart
Aluminum
fabricator,
tearing
the
silence
apart
Best
in
the
game,
from
the
fence
to
the
sliding
frame
But
without
the
work,
the
industry
just
doesn't
feel
the
same
Yeah,
you're
the
plug,
the
one
who
made
the
vision
real
Now
I'm
left
with
these
glass
reflections
and
the
way
I
feel.
Yeah.
Waliu
Ipoola.
Best
aluminum
plug.
Even
in
the
silence,
we’
re
the
best.
Just
reflecting
on
the
craft. (
Fade
out
with
soft
piano)