Steam sent flying through pipes intertwining and interconnecting
Loud whistles and bells make noises as steam pumps faster in the pipes
They keep a heart made out of bronze and copper alive through it’s pain
Through its turmoil and through its happiness and it's depression
They keep a young boys life from shutting down
Keeps it from rusting and decaying through the boy's life
Though… the boy wants it to rust
He wants it to die because he is tired of the neglect
Tired of the abuse and mistreatments of friends and people he knows
He wants it to become cold and desolate
To be scraped and torn apart by scavengers
To be demolished and condemned like the days of steam punk
But soon, he realized he had been mistaken
He should live and excel and improve
Because he knew his steam heart was a heart of gold
And he would always care about others
This is Phoenix signing off.
