Grain and Grace

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dust motes dance in the amber light
Golden hour feels almost right
The parlor guitar hums a D
I find the man I used to be
His apron hangs upon the door
Sawdust settled on the floor
I’m twenty-eight and standing tall
But in this room I feel so small
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the steel
It feels so real
The silence speaks in tones of grey
Of everything he couldn't say
[Chorus]
It’s in the grain
The steady hand through the rain
Every notch and every line
Tells me everything is fine
Just cedar wood and heavy bass
Finding peace inside this space
[Verse]
Half-carved sparrow on the shelf
A little piece of his own self
The coffee mug is chipped and old
Still feels warm enough to hold
Measurements on yellowed scrap
Hidden in a workbench gap
Three-quarter inch and pencil lead
Echoes of the things he said
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the steel
It feels so real
The silence speaks in tones of grey
Of everything he couldn't say
[Chorus]
It’s in the grain
The steady hand through the rain
Every notch and every line
Tells me everything is fine
Just cedar wood and heavy bass
Finding peace inside this space
[Bridge]
The bow moves slow across the string
I hear the song he used to sing
No fancy tricks or studio lights
Just working through the quiet nights
The parlor box, the cedar top
The ticking clock that didn't stop
He didn't leave a lot of gold
Just stories that the timber told
[Solo]
[Verse]
I run my thumb across the blade
Grateful for the life he made
The snare brush whispers on the skin
Like a secret held within
I’ll lock the door and leave the key
But he is staying here with me
In every joint and every dovetail
In the wind that hits the sail
[Chorus]
It’s in the grain
The steady hand through the rain
Every notch and every line
Tells me everything is fine
Just cedar wood and heavy bass
Finding peace inside this space
[Post-Chorus]
Just the grain
Just the rain
Steady hand
Across the land
Let it go
Moving slow
[Outro]