Grandfather
Tell me how it used to be
Grandmother, make sure my face is clean
Time travelers,
You saw the fall of man
But stuck around to watch him get up again
you wanted it bad enough to last
Grandfather
let me try to ease your pain
give some relief to your aching frame
Grandmother
all the tears your eyes have held
all that joy wrapped up inside that fragile shell
you wanted it bad enough to last
you found romance in the moonlight
you found hope in the sun
you found more than enough when you had
when you had none
you found comfort in each other and the Family that you made
you found God's grace and miracles, in every passing day
you wanted it bad enough to last
there's static on the television
and wisdom in your hands
a seed becomes a tree
a tree becomes a seed again
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