00:26To be continued...
00:40Oh, the best of me was built right here at home
00:47Porch light flickering through the dark
00:52The wind carried stories from places I'll never see
00:57And somehow they still reached me
01:03We measured life in seasons, not in numbers
01:07Spring meant planting, winter meant gathering clothes
01:11And every year taught something
01:15The old ways never vanished, they just waited to be remembered
01:24The best of me was built right here at home
01:28By firelight, by hard winters, by hands that never quit
01:35The best of me was built right here at home
01:40In the songs we carried, in the stories we refused to lose
01:57The rocking chair still creaks at sunset
02:01The river still follows its course
02:03I plant seeds my grandmother would recognize
02:09Even when the world has changed around them
02:12There's grief in every translation
02:14Something is always lost, but there is hope in what survives
02:21The mountain does not hurry, and neither should I
02:27The best of me was built right here at home
02:30By firelight, by hard winters, by hands that never quit
02:37The best of me was built right here at home
02:42In the songs we carried, in the stories we refused to lose
03:00I love that old songs tell the truth
03:03Not every ending resolves, not every wound closes
03:09Not every road circles back
03:11I found a tradition that belongs to everyone
03:15Because it belongs to everyone
03:19It belongs to no one
03:22I sat in some circles
03:24Where everyone sang and nobody performed
03:28And somehow
03:29That felt sacred
03:35Oh fire, north wind, deep roots, still live
03:41Stone path, river bend, the song survives again
03:46The best of me was built right here at home
03:50By firelight, by hard winters, by hands that never quit
03:57The best of me was built right here at home
04:01In the songs we carried, in the stories we refused to lose
04:13The story ends here
04:16The song does not
04:21The song does not
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