[Intro] [High guitar harmonic, cut dead] [Tremolo-picked guitar alone] [Drums and bass slam in] [Chorus] Two chairs hanging where the tower shakes Wind hits hard and the whole line sways You say wait till the gusts back down I’m climbing up to the bullwheel now [Verse] Call came in from the upper run Two still riding, no way down Grease on my gloves, ice in my teeth I take the ladder rung by rung [Chorus] Two chairs hanging where the tower shakes Wind hits hard and the whole line sways You say wait till the gusts back down I’m climbing up to the bullwheel now [Verse] “Could restart if the wind drops low” That’s what the operator tells me below I haul the wrench, i test each brace The cable groans above my face [Guitar solo] [Chorus] Two chairs hanging where the tower shakes Wind hits hard and the whole line sways You say wait till the gusts back down I’m climbing up to the bullwheel now [Outro] Hold them steady Keep them still I’m at the wheel I’m at the wheel