A Song For Our Grandfathers
We’re a long time
In a low place
Surrounded by what I’ve made
Need to get away, get away from one place
And what was done, ‘cause it’s all over now
Through the woods
I go run to the loose leaf
And call my name
And realize it’s not a chase
Hear the ghost’s whisper, and his old eyes watching me
And I feel safe
Grandfather looking over me
He said
Don’t make ‘em wait
Gotta go a long way
Let’s be brave
Don’t make ‘em wait
No, don’t make ‘em wait
Sat down
With a coffee on a bent knee
Looking up at the burnt land looking back at me
This used to be cream crops, and high on a summer breeze
Now it’s fallow fields, overlaid with barren weeds
They said that if I stared, the abyss would stare back at me
And so it did, and I felt it slowly creeping me
Save for the smoke, it danced when I took a drag
It made me think about the way it all came to be
Grandmama watching over me
She said
Don’t make ‘em wait
Gotta go a long way
Let’s be brave
Show them the way
Ah, don’t make ‘em wait
I hear the ghost whisper
And those old eyes are watching me
And I feel sad
I feel sad
compositores: John Gerrit Welmers, Samuel Thompson Herring, William Cashion
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