Yesterday's Gone

Theirs a cardigan sweater, on and old wooden hanger
In the back of the closet, at the end of the hall
My grandfather wore it, for thirty five years, but now he don't wear it at all
He sits in the shade, at the end of his journey
In a home for the tired, the old and confused
Tell me where have they hidden, the soul of the man I once knew?

Theirs a faded old photo, of a dashing young cowboy
Dressed to the nines, for a night on the town
It's him in the middle, surrounded by people, who lit up when he came around
Where are the angels sent down to protect him am I all that's left of his life?
Are we two hearts together, the young and the weary, fading one beat at a time?

Where is the giant that lived in his body?
Where is the mountain that he stood upon?
It's hard to believe as I sit here and hold him
How mountains will crumble and yesterday's gone

There's a corner in heaven for callused old heroes
It's where a good man, can finally rest
Paid for by promises, toll and tears, by a soul who did only his best
We sit here together, knowing that trains a coming and heaven is just one stop away
I Savory the gift of his hand on my shoulder, here at the end of the day

Where is the giant, that lived in his body?
Where is the mountain that he stood upon?
It's hard to believe as I set here and hold him
How mountains will crumble and yesterday's gone

It's hard to believe as I set here and hold him
How mountains will crumble and yesterday's gone