Atticus Finch - The Gold And The Gray lyrics

Don't fault the foreman Just call the priest Solace your worries: This too will cease Hum the lesson That's bled the years To trust the engines And nurse the gears You've been my comfort, yes You've been my stone, yes I've been lonely But not alone I'd like to weather the crowd again And throw my smile to the dancing girls We'd take the 14 downtown And swallow the city So bring down the lights Release the night sky This factory ceiling From where I lie I'd swear that they sounded the whistle That we can sigh of quitting time And all the banter boys Beneath their lampposts To laugh us home again (3x) Is it gold or is it gray? Is it gold or is it gray? (I forgot to tell you) Is it gold or is it gray? (I forgot to tell you) Is it gold or is it gray?