Built from the Groove (For My Daughter, My Son)

I was a blacksmith with no flame Hammerin' a man without a name Tripped on the cracks in my own floor But you two kicked open the door Didn't have a map, just a heart in my chest Made a million mistakes, but I never quit yet I was rough around the edges, stumbled in my shoes But you two were the rhythm I just couldn't refuse Yeah, you two were the rhythm I just couldn't refuse Oh, my daughter, my son You're the rain when the drought's begun All the gold buried underground Ain't as precious as the love I found I carried scars from long ago But I let my river overflow I built this man from broken stone But your love... brought me home (Horn stab - Da-da-da-daa!) My old man walked out in the cold My mama's heart had turned to stone I wore that shadow like a coat Till you two taught me how to float I swore on my knees that the buck stops here No ghost of their past gonna whisper in your ear Even when I missed the mark and fell down low You were always there to water what I sow Yeah, you were always there to help me grow Oh, my daughter, my son You're the rain when the drought's begun All the gold buried underground Ain't as precious as the love I found I carried scars from long ago But I let my river overflow I built this man from broken stone But your love... brought me home Slap that bass, let the trumpet cry... For the father learnin' how to fly I ain't perfect, that's the naked truth But I gave you every ounce of my youth I took the pain they handed me And turned it into a melody To shield you from my yesterday... Here's the love I couldn't say... Oh, my daughter, my son You're the prize when the race is run All the fame and all the praise Fade to dust before your gaze I was lost, but I found my way In your eyes, I'm home to stay I built this man from broken stone But your love... brought me home Yeah, your love... brought me home...