His old hands were brown from the varnish and the stain
And I had come to talk in my youth and in my pain
I told him that I was not the man I wanna be
I waited to see what he would say
But he just kept on working as if I wasn't there
With sweat on his face and dust in his hair
He paused for a moment when I'd been there for a while
He wiped his brow I thought I saw him smile
He just said wood
From the earth beneath our feet there grows a tree
We can take it shape it what it's meant to be
The stronger the
Fiber the better for the good son I believe that men
Just like wood
I handed him a timber and he laid it on a bench
I watched the love and care
He took to measure every inch
The work it got harder when he'd cut across the grain
But he just put more shoulder to the plain
I sat there beside him as he carved down every line
He made a thing of beauty from a ruffled piece of pine
He seemed to have the vision of what the end would be
I felt as if some pieces had been taken out of me
He said would
From the earth beneath our feet there grows a tree
And we can take it
And shape it for what it's meant to be
The stronger the
Fiber the better for the good son
I believe that men just like wood
I left a little taller wiser and free
I learned the use of tools for the carpenter in me
I don't have all the answers
There's one thing I have found
We are the choices that we make when the chips are down
Wood
He said the stronger
The fiber the better for the good son
I believe that men are just like wood
Just like wood
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