Wrap the Burned Hand

[Intro] [Verse 1] Roof gravel bites through my knees Heat rolls up from the tar The chiller’s coughing against the noon I’m three floors above the clouds [Verse 2] The refrigerant line lets go Hot spray scalds my glove “Server room’s climbing!” the manager yells I kill the feed by touch [Chorus] Hold that valve, keep the pressure down One blind turn till the hiss runs out You’ve got a whole floor counting on me I find the seal; let the cold come back [Verse 3] Radio crackles hard in my ear “Tell me the racks are safe!” I brace my wrist against the pipe And feel the handle take [Chorus] Hold that valve, keep the pressure down One blind turn till the hiss runs out You’ve got a whole floor counting on me I find the seal; let the cold come back [Guitar solo] [Chorus] Hold that valve, keep the pressure down One blind turn till the hiss runs out You’ve got a whole floor counting on me I find the seal; let the cold come back [Outro] The needle settles, the alarm goes quiet I wrap my hand and watch the vents breathe