Waliu The Master Fabricator (Remix)

[male

vocals] (

Soft,

melancholic

piano

chords)

Yeah,

sometimes

the

best

things

are

built

to

last

But

even

the

strongest

steel

feels

the

weight

of

the

past

Listen

to

the

story

of

the

master

at

work

Waliu

Ipoola

I

look

at

the

windows,

I

look

at

the

frames

I

see

all

the

memories

tied

up

in

names

Aluminum

sliding,

the

doors

swingin'

wide

But

it

feels

so

hollow

with

you

not

inside

Projected

windows

catching

the

rain

Everything

perfect,

yet

feeling

this

pain

Bus

window

glasses

reflecting

the

street

Where

I

used

to

walk

and

feel

so

complete

Waliu

Ipoola,

the

master

of

the

craft

You

built

me

a

home,

now

I’

m

standing

here

daft

From

the

electric

fence

to

the

show

glass

design

You

made

it

all

perfect,

but

you

ain't

mine

Yeah,

you’

re

the

best

fabricator,

the

plug

for

the

trade

But

look

at

the

mess

that

this

heartache

has

made

Hung

doors

and

swing

doors,

you

measure

them

tight

Blocking

the

shadows

and

letting

the

light

You’

re

the

best

plug,

yeah

you

know

what

to

do

Every

aluminum

piece

just

reminds

me

of

you

I

try

to

stay

focused

on

business

and

cost

But

I’

m

counting

the

feelings

that

I

think

I

lost

Electric

fence

wire,

keep

the

world

out

of

sight

But

it

can’

t

keep

the

loneliness

out

of

my

night

Waliu

Ipoola,

the

master

of

the

craft

You

built

me

a

home,

now

I’

m

standing

here

daft

From

the

electric

fence

to

the

show

glass

design

You

made

it

all

perfect,

but

you

ain't

mine

Yeah,

you’

re

the

best

fabricator,

the

plug

for

the

trade

But

look

at

the

mess

that

this

heartache

has

made

I

see

the

shine

on

the

metal,

the

precision

you

show

I

see

the

passion

in

how

you

make

it

all

grow

It’

s

professional

grade,

it’

s

the

best

in

the

land

But

I’

m

just

a

ghost

with

your

work

in

my

hand

Waliu

Ipoola,

the

master

of

the

craft

You

built

me

a

home,

now

I’

m

standing

here

daft

From

the

electric

fence

to

the

show

glass

design

You

made

it

all

perfect,

but

you

ain't

mine

Yeah,

you’

re

the

best

fabricator,

the

plug

for

the

trade

But

look

at

the

mess

that

this

heartache

has

made

Yeah,

you're

the

best

plug

Waliu

Ipoola

You’

ll

never

regret

the

work,

you’

ll

never

regret

the

call

But

the

silence

is

loud

Just

the

aluminum

left (

Fade

out

with

lonely

piano)