[Lyric] To The Foundry (Sam Bigelow)

To the foundry
I’ve got to make it to the foundry
And I can’t go back to the city where I just was
So to fifty-fourth and ten, to the foundry within
To six thirteen with eight AM in my head
Woah to six thirteen with eight AM in my head

Before I get there there I’ll be growing and I’ll be changing
Rearranging all the worries in my head
Celebrating, confiscating, and recreating all the trouble I began

To the foundry
I’ve got to make it to the foundry
And I can’t go back to the city where I just was
So to fifty-fourth and ten, to the foundry within
To six thirteen with eight AM in my head
Woah to six thirteen with eight AM in my head

It’s a mix of grey and white and black
And even so there ain’t no going back
Getting my shit together
There’s people waiting on me, in the end I win
You see faith is better than just giving in
To the foundry
I’ve got to make it to the foundry
And I can’t go back to the city where I once was
So to fifty-fourth and ten, to the foundry within
To six thirteen with eight AM in my head
Woah to six thirteen with eight AM in my head

Woah to the foundry
I’ve got to make it to the foundry
And I can’t go back to the city where I once was
So to fifty-fourth and ten, to the foundry within
To six thirteen with eight AM in my head
Woah to six thirteen with eight AM in my head
Woah to six thirteen with eight AM in my head