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[Intro] [Verse] Dust motes dance in the gold Stories waiting to be told Pine shavings on the floor I open up the heavy door Lemon polish fills the room Chasing away the morning gloom [Pre-Chorus] Half-carved wings in a row Seeds you didn't get to sow Yellow receipts from seventy-nine Ink fading on every line [Chorus] Oh, the grain is deep and wide Nowhere for the truth to hide You taught me how to sand With a steady, patient hand Now the cedar starts to sing Of the beauty you could bring [Verse] Chipped mug by the vice Advice that didn't have a price Sawdust on my Sunday shoes Nothing left for us to lose I find the bird without a beak The words we didn't have to speak [Hook] Sanding down the years Wiping back the happy tears Sanding down the years Wiping back the happy tears [Chorus] Oh, the grain is deep and wide Nowhere for the truth to hide You taught me how to sand With a steady, patient hand Now the cedar starts to sing Of the beauty you could bring [Bridge] Take the rough and make it smooth Find the rhythm, find the groove It’s more than wood and glue It’s the quiet part of you Every notch and every scar Shows me exactly where we are [Verse] I grip the handle of the plane I feel the pulse inside the grain The banjo rings a silver note A lump is rising in my throat But I'm smiling at the sun At the work you haven't done [Chorus] Oh, the grain is deep and wide Nowhere for the truth to hide You taught me how to sand With a steady, patient hand Now the cedar starts to sing Of the beauty you could bring [Post-Chorus] It’s the beauty you could bring Like a bird upon the wing It’s the beauty you could bring In the workshop of the king [Outro]
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