"A Builder" is a song I wrote for my dad a few years ago. If you know me, then you know my dad is a large source of my strength. He built a contracting business from the ground up and I couldn't be more proud of all he's done. I inherited several things from him; my eyes (green with a brown spot in the right one), my view on work ethic, the curse of incessantly stubbing my toes, my passion, my height, my pride causing me to burn an occasional bridge, and a little bit of never knowing when to rest. You can hear the recording of this song at http://www.myspace.com/maryelizabethgrimes Click on "A Builder" in the right hand box (you may have to scroll up or down) and then click play. I hope you enjoy it.
"A Builder" Words and Music by Elizabeth Grimes Copyright 2009
He gave me a piece of Ireland
I wear it in my eyes.
It’s a treasure I keep within.
He gave me strength to fulfill my dreams
When I’m weary he said, “Try again.”
A dreamer whose dreams always came last
A teacher whose wisdom built from years past
A builder whose work never ceased
And I’m his masterpiece.
A foundation of strength from ashes he built
Through the storms protected me.
And words to live by he preached,
“Do what’s right though no one may see.”
A dreamer whose dreams always came last
A teacher whose wisdom built from years past
A builder whose work never ceased
And I’m his masterpiece.
Years of toil and sweat, who would have guessed
That wouldn’t earn his prize.
After all this time, his greatest success
Was in his daughter’s eyes.
A dreamer whose dreams always came last
A teacher whose wisdom built from years past
A builder whose work never ceased
And I’m his masterpiece.
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