A song written after my father-in-law passed away. He was a sculptor, an artist, a dreamer.
My father-in-law was killed recently in a terrible auto accident less than 50 yards from his home. He was 67.
Through his many works of art, he left a legacy of visions and dreams that he wished to share with the world.
I asked him how he knew what statue to make out of each block of granite or marble. He said that the stone itself decided what was in there, because the fissures and cracks in the stone could only be worked certain ways.
It was simply his job to 'release' the vision inside.
Steady hand held a hammer
A chisel to stone
A masterpiece awaiting
The chance to be born...
When asked what he was making,
The sculptor replied
"The vision is hidden,
The stone...
The stone will decide.
Chorus:
I'm just here to release the vision
That's imprisoned deep within
This eagle inside,
He just wants to take flight.
I'm just removing the rock from his wings.
I'm just removing the rock from his wings.
Many years have flown by us.
His hair had turned gray
His hands had grown calloused
As they chiseled away...
Many visions imprisoned
The sculptor set free
Like the dreams and the visions
In you and in me!
Chorus:
Well, the sculptor has left us
His spirit's now gone
But his visions are freed now,
And they linger on...
Well the papers have missed it,
And the news crews failed to see
The impact his life had
On you and on me!
Chorus: