The Half-Carved Wing

[Intro]
[Verse]
The dust hangs in the light
Everything feels just right
Old cedar on the floor
I open up the heavy door
His bench is still the same
I whisper out his name
The sawdust smells like him
In the light getting dim
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the rusted steel
Wondering how he would feel
To see me standing here
Holding back a quiet tear
[Chorus]
Oh the things he never said
While the sun turned gold and red
He carved his love in wood
The only way he understood
A little bird with one wing
Waiting for the wood to sing
Quiet care in every line
Now the memory is mine
[Verse]
The chisel has a chip
Inside my steady grip
He smoothed the rougher part
With a very patient heart
Oil stains on the pine
Crossing every single line
He did not need the praise
Through those long and quiet days
[Chorus]
Oh the things he never said
While the sun turned gold and red
He carved his love in wood
The only way he understood
A little bird with one wing
Waiting for the wood to sing
Quiet care in every line
Now the memory is mine
[Bridge]
The upright bass hums low
Like his voice from long ago
Brushes on the snare
Like the silver in his hair
No maps and no plans
Just the wisdom in his hands
He built a world for us
Without any noise or fuss
[Verse]
I find the sanding block
And the heavy metal lock
He saved a piece for me
From the old white oak tree
It is half-finished on the shelf
Like a shadow of himself
I will pick up where he stayed
And I will not be afraid
[Chorus]
Oh the things he never said
While the sun turned gold and red
He carved his love in wood
The only way he understood
A little bird with one wing
Waiting for the wood to sing
Quiet care in every line
Now the memory is mine
[Outro]