Roots of Strength

[Short Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] In the quiet of the morning, he rises with the sun, A man of weathered hands and a heart that's never done. He's seen the seasons change, felt the weight of life's demands, Yet he stands tall, unyielding, with love etched in his plans. [Pre-Chorus] Through storms and trials, he's the anchor in the gale, His love unwavering, a ship that won't set sail. He's carved from ancient oak, roots deep in the earth, This father's legacy, a testament to his worth. [interlude] [Chorus] Oh, the toughness of a father, like mountains against the sky, He carries burdens silently, with a tear in his eye. His love, a quiet symphony, notes played on life's grand stage, Guiding us through darkness, like a lighthouse in the haze. [melodic interlude] [Verse 2] He's patched up scraped knees, whispered dreams at bedtime, Built castles in the sand, watched them crumble with the tide. His laughter echoes in the halls, memories etched in time, A compass for our hearts, a beacon in life's climb. [Pre-Chorus] Through battles fought and lost, he's the fortress on the hill, His love a shield against the world, unwavering still. He's forged in fire and sweat, a legacy reborn, This father's strength, a melody that lingers on. [Interlude] [Chorus] Oh, the toughness of a father, like mountains against the sky, He carries burdens silently, with a tear in his eye. His love, a quiet symphony, notes played on life's grand stage, Guiding us through darkness, like a lighthouse in the haze. [melodic interlude song] [Bridge] And when the twilight calls, shadows lengthen on the wall, He'll sit by the fire, memories dancing in the flame. His hands, once calloused, now gentle as a breeze, He'll hum the tune of love, a legacy that won't cease. [Chorus] Oh, the toughness of a father, like mountains against the sky, He carries burdens silently, with a tear in his eye. His love, a quiet symphony, notes played on life's grand stage, Guiding us through darkness, like a lighthouse in the haze. [Chorus] Oh, the toughness of a father, like mountains against the sky, He carries burdens silently, with a tear in his eye. His love, a quiet symphony, notes played on life's grand stage, Guiding us through darkness, like a lighthouse in the haze. [melodic interlude] [Outro] So here's to you, dear father, our compass and our guide, Your love, an unwritten ballad, forever by our side. May your footsteps echo in the hearts of those you've known, A melody of courage, a legacy fully grown. [Fade to End]