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Steward's Log - Hold What We Can | Entry No. 08

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[Verse 1] Sunday night and the phone lights glow Market’s up and the oil runs cold Church was good, but the mind still turns On a week full of rows and a lot to learn We were gone, but the place held fast Hands stayed busy while the weather changed past Brochures printed, a little rough Still got there, and that was enough [Pre-Chorus] Some things move and some things wait Some things bend at the hands of fate [Chorus] So we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Tie up the rows and cover what won’t stand Cold wind coming, but we’re not done There’s work in the dark before the morning comes Yeah, we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Trust the living more than the numbers demand Storm rolling in, still we stand Holding what we can [Verse 2] Grease on the fittings, oil in the pan If the tractor quits, nothing goes as planned Two grape rows with compost laid Straw on the bare ground where the rain had flayed Lettuce ready in the center bed Freeze on the line and the fruit trees spread Blooms wide open to a hard cold sky We do what we can, and the rest goes by [Pre-Chorus] We’ve got open loops and a list that grows But life still moves where the good soil goes [Chorus] So we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Tie up the rows and cover what won’t stand Cold wind coming, but we’re not done There’s work in the dark before the morning comes Yeah, we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Trust the living more than the numbers demand Storm rolling in, still we stand Holding what we can [Bridge] And I don’t know what this world’s becoming Machines learn fast and the noise keeps coming But out here the truth still feels the same A seed, a shelf, a little flame A field won’t care for the stories we spin It asks if we’ll show up again and again So we mix that soil and we make that call And pray there’s enough life running through it all [Final Chorus] Yeah, we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Watch the greenhouse glow while the cold comes in We’ve got roots to tend and songs to send And work that waits when the daylight ends Yeah, we hold what we can, let go what we can’t Keep our hands in the dirt and our hearts where they’ve been Storm rolling in, still we stand Holding what we can [Outro] Holding what we can Letting go of the rest Holding what we can