Great Things Take Time

The old man saw the fallen tree

As far more than just dead wood

For love, time and his old sharp knife

Could change that tree to something good

So each piece of bark he stripped away

Using only his weathered hands

To find the scent of sweet sticky pine

Just the wood for this master's plan

Soon free from bark this naked tree

Cried out for his new design

But the patience of the old man

Reminded him that great things take time

So he had a vision in his mind of what he wanted that tree to be

And he saw that tree as perfect and good

Before he touched a single piece

So he took the tree back to his home

And he set it on his working stone

And he began to chip away, chip away

And soon he did not feel so all alone

The tree began to take shape

Oh, his heart began to smile

But he knew he still had work to do

Because he remembered that

Great things take time

Some pieces of the wood were stubborn

Some just cut as easy as the air

But he didn't care how long it took

To make each part complete

Yeah, the time he took just showed

How much he cared,

How much he cared

Now perhaps in your fearful forest

You've found that you have fallen down

Don't be sad, don't be scared,

No, do not be afraid

Because there is one who can pick you up

Off the ground

You see if your destiny is to be carved

Into a perfect thing

Then life does not begin until you die to

The way your living (repeat)