It’ll Work on You - David Wilcox

It’ll work on you To make one thing right

1962 Austin Healey Sprite

Sand it down to steel Make it shine so bright

Make a summer of a winter night

It’ll work on you

All the rust you find

That the welder heals

Leaving scars to grind

You can make it new

If you take your time

Start with course and take it down to fine

And your heart goes through those changes

Long before the job is through

And the part that’s really strange is:

It’ll work on you

It’ll work on you

All the fire you’ve seen

That still makes you sweat

In your soldier’s dreams

Now your hair goes grey

But your eyes stay green

And you can’t erase a single scene

It’ll work on you

Everything you’ve done

You could not undo

What you had become

You were twenty two

When you held that gun

And its hold on you had just begun

It’s a rusted heap, but there’s no mistake

There’s a shine you keep, when your shoulders ache

There’s a winding road by a shining lake

You can dream it while you’re wide awake

It’ll work on you;

It’s the way you heal

You can reach down through How you used to feel

You go back in time, ‘Till the past is real

And you take it down to pristine steel