True Grain

[Verse 1]
Remember those hands, calloused and true, that laid the first brick, before the grand view?
The blueprints were rough, just sketches in sand, but they saw the potential, the work close at hand.
No scaffold in sight, just sweat and raw will, shoring up futures, climbing the steep hill.
That quiet resolve, a rare joinery tight, built trust in the dark, before the first light.

[Chorus]
Some claim the penthouse, some just swept the floor,
But the true grain holds firm, at the structural core.
Yeah, the true grain holds firm, ain't no fakin' the pour,
That unseen labor, what you truly adore.

[Verse 2]
Then the edifice gleamed, lights caught on the glass,
And faces emerged, from the shadows of the past.
With smiles like new paint, a fresh coat, no depth, they circled the banquet, on every last breath.
They never saw struggles, the verdigris strain, just the gilded facade, ignoring the old pain.
Now they talk 'investments,' 'partnerships forged,' forgetting the timber, where true loyalty was formed.
Their presence, a scaffold, when the building stands tall, but vanish like smoke, if it threatens to fall.

[Chorus]
Some claim the penthouse, some just swept the floor,
But the true grain holds firm, at the structural core.
Yeah, the true grain holds firm, ain't no fakin' the pour,
That unseen labor, what you truly adore.

[Bridge]
See, life's a slow build, from footing to spire,
And fair-weather friends, they just fuel the pyre.
The real ones are load-bearing, through fire and through ice,
Their presence, a solace, beyond any price.

[Outro]
No need for a fanfare, just the strength of the beam.
Built on foundations, fulfilling the dream.