The Grain of the Oak

[Intro]
[Verse]
The rain taps the tin
Let the morning begin
Dust on the workbench
Old iron and a wrench
Cedar shavings on the floor
I don't mind the drafty door
[Chorus]
He left it all behind
The treasures I find
In the grain of the oak
In the words he never spoke
Just a quiet kind of grace
In this hollowed-out space
[Verse]
Tobacco tin full of nails
Forgotten maps and dusty trails
A pencil stub worn to the bone
He built this house alone
His fingerprints are everywhere
In the chill of the morning air
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the cold steel
And I start to feel
The weight of his hand
On this piece of land
[Chorus]
He left it all behind
The treasures I find
In the grain of the oak
In the words he never spoke
Just a quiet kind of grace
In this hollowed-out space
[Bridge]
Maybe he had regrets
Like the sun when it sets
But he carved out a life
Through the struggle and strife
No answers found in the wood
Though I wish that I could
[Verse]
The calipers are rusted shut
A jagged line, a shallow cut
He kept the things he couldn't fix
Like old secrets in the mix
I put his cap upon my head
And remember what he never said
[Chorus]
He left it all behind
The treasures I find
In the grain of the oak
In the words he never spoke
Just a quiet kind of grace
In this hollowed-out space
[Outro]