Danny Schmidt - Grampa Built Bridges lyrics

Grampa buried dignity when he got old Like a k**er and child now for seven long years But he wets his own britches if he's not told But he used to build bridges, they would light em up at night Grampa built bridges, they were delicate webs With ridges and valleys joined hand in hand When Grandma went empty the last of her days He told her she'd come and could go with grace Refrain: Hold on, hold my hand I know you know the way With eagle's wings and songs to sing We'll lead you across the Bay Grampa built bridges with crestview spires With braids of wires and wings of steel Til he walked on over with his heels on fire And the bridge burned back with a captive haze Refrain Grampa built bridges like mountains and birds But now he's curled at the bottom where the sun can't warm Cause there's nothing in our culture about mountains no more And there's no more stories about calling up storms No there's no more stories about sitting up straight Proud and with purpose, our time to take Til the last breath cools for the clouds to make And rain back down to fill the bay Refrain No there's nothing in our culture about mountains no more And there's no more stories about bridges