Cedar Shavings and Silver Strings

[Intro]
[Verse]
Small box of cedar wood
Under the attic hood
Golden curls of the past
Memories built to last
Grandmother’s hands were strong
Writing a wooden song
I find the shavings there
Floating in dusty air
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the silver blade
In the light and shade
The grain begins to glow
Things only the forest knows
Ancient roots start to stir
Everything blurs for her
[Chorus]
It’s the cedar in my veins
Washing away the rains
A thousand years of sun
Has only just begun
She carved the quiet joy
For every girl and boy
The trees still hum the tune
Under the white-faced moon
[Post-Chorus]
Listen to the grain
Dancing through the rain
Listen to the wood
Like she said I should
[Verse]
Dust on the workshop floor
Opening up the door
I smell the resin sweet
Where earth and fingers meet
She taught me how to hear
The music drawing near
Sanding the edges fine
Making the spirit mine
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the silver blade
In the light and shade
The grain begins to glow
Things only the forest knows
Ancient roots start to stir
Everything blurs for her
[Chorus]
It’s the cedar in my veins
Washing away the rains
A thousand years of sun
Has only just begun
She carved the quiet joy
For every girl and boy
The trees still hum the tune
Under the white-faced moon
[Bridge]
Roots deep in the dark
Stories under the bark
The sap is running cold
A story yet untold
I take the chisel now
And make a silent vow
To keep the rhythm true
In everything I do
[Hook]
Carve the light
Hold it tight
Through the night
Make it right
[Chorus]
It’s the cedar in my veins
Washing away the rains
A thousand years of sun
Has only just begun
She carved the quiet joy
For every girl and boy
The trees still hum the tune
Under the white-faced moon
[Post-Chorus]
Listen to the grain
Dancing through the rain
Listen to the wood
Like she said I should
[Outro]