Young to Old

Hold 'til the seam comes undone
Hold like a body for warmth
You swallow your vows
As the angry man shouts
You'll never see her again

You've taken your share of your bruises
You've held onto limbs as your own
Those buried below
And the wholesome widow
Long for the past winter's snow

Young to old
When a father breaks the mold
I see the love that you gave

I see the scars on your knuckles
Are swollen and callused away
But your heart is strong
As the river runs long
From the mountain that drifts
To the sea

They say the old do grow weary
And set as an oak in their ways
So while I am young
I'll follow the sun
And gather the wisdom before me

Young to old
When a father breaks the mold
I see the love that you gave

Young to old
When a father breaks the mold
I see the love that you gave

We all confront this enigma
A choice that's as clear as the day
So follow your soul
Let the truth be told
And never look back in envy
No, never look back in envy