The Elements, Vol 2 · Track 7 · middle
Manganese
Steel's quiet hardener with the miner's madness — manganism, the trembling hands.
Lyrics
[Intro] They call me the soul of steel. The quiet partner. The spine in the girder. [Verse 1] They bring me out of the dark with a pickaxe and a cough. A fine grey powder on the tongue, in the throat. In the hot, acrid breath of the ferromanganese smelter, I am reborn. I marry the iron. I make the beam that holds up your sky, your bridges, your world. I am the strength you never see. [Chorus] I give the hardness to the skyscraper. I take the sureness from the man. It seems a fair trade. I harden the alloy, I soften the hand. They call it the miner's madness. I just call it the price for my help. [Verse 2] It begins in the temper. A little flash of fire in the mind. Then the jokes stop landing. The face forgets how to smile. A mask of placid stone. Doctor Beau gave it a name in 1837. He watched the shuffle, the dragging of the legs. The peculiar gait he saw. His steps are short and hesitant, like those of a cock. [Chorus] I give the hardness to the skyscraper. I take the sureness from the man. It seems a fair trade. I harden the alloy, I soften the hand. They call it the miner's madness. I just call it the price for my help. [Bridge] Alone, I am brittle. I shatter like cheap glass. You give me purpose. You breathe me in deep in the shaft, and I... I settle. I find the quiet pathways in your nerves. I still the muscles in your jaw. Your wife asks what's wrong with you. Your children watch you shake. You don't have the words. [Outro] Just the tremor. The little dance in your fingers. The 'cock-walk' home from the mine. The pickaxe that feels too heavy now. The silent hum... inside your bones.