Coamhim - Sawdust Lyrics

Table saws
And perfect flaws
A cold, hard concrete floor
A radio to drown out the days
You can't do it anymore
Contractors get callous
In those final, stressful hours
Every carpenter knows that sawdust pile
You look up, and man, it towers
The phone rings once in the office
A signal from you-know-who
She wants to know your E.T.A
And that you miss her too
A reminder of the meaning
Now keep doing what you do
It's raining sawdust, Dad
And we're all hanging on you

It's raining sawdust, Dad
So thick you can hardly see
Your wife and kids
They need the bids
Because in reality love ain't free
It's raining sawdust, Dad
From that Seattle sky
Oak and ash weep
A pile so deep
Every time they cry

Undying optimism
A glass half-full on the table
That you built with us in mind
Sparing every moment you were able
Multitasking marriage
Fatherhood and a collar
Bluer than the skies above
The clouds above you, Father
Dedication takes a toll on a man
You spread yourself so thin
But if there's a ribbon that blue
Father mine, you know you win
A back that strong deserves a song
Hell, a million and one
Singing chisels and routers and sawdust powder
Number one with a nail gun
You ponder light years and numbers
All the biggest in the Universe
The black holes and the quasars
All the men who made it there first
Astronauts and other planets
Astronomical anomalies
Step back and glance at your family, Dad
A million times a miracle as these

It's raining sawdust, Dad
So thick you can hardly see
Your wife and kids
They need the bids
Because in reality love ain't free
It's raining sawdust, Dad
From that Seattle sky
Oak and ash weep
A pile so deep
Every time they cry

Now Kevin won't stay in school
Kelly copes by inducing laughter
And little middle Carly
She can hardly
Figure out why she's always after
Molly's counting the minutes
Till your face will show again
She needs you there
To prove you care
Like you did in the beginning
And you, you're only a man
Armed with a wooden heart
Doing every damn thing you can
To keep your family from falling apart
From Ballard up to Shoreline
It's about a twenty minute drive
You could be there if you could just put down
The tools keeping them alive
A chisel and glue, sandpaper and screws
A mortgage and a landlord
That shop won't stop demanding dues
Every moment you can afford
Some fathers turn to crime
Some fathers have it all
But so many men, Dad
Have made fatherhood a fad
So let that sawdust fall

It's raining sawdust, Dad
So thick you can hardly see
Your wife and kids
They need the bids
Because in reality
Love ain't free
It's raining sawdust, Dad
From that Seattle sky
Oak and ash weep
A pile so deep
And only carpenters know why