歌词
[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]
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