A Celebration Upon Completion

My grandfather's name was Moon
 Because his eyes were bright and round
 No amount of time or liquor could dull them
 My grandmother's name was Joy
 Because it spilled out of her heart
 And bathed her precious children in its warmth
 And there was happiness in life
 Beyond the sorrow and the pain
 But how they ever found it I cannot explain
 I guess time has a way of making everything alright
 It's just there is not enough of it
 And so we drink and we sing and we celebrate this lie
 And hope that it will last, morning is here night has passed
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 My grandfather was a doctor
 He cured the sick with his kind hands
 And he taught me how to sail and how to find dry land
 My grandmother was all sweetness
 And when she spoke we all heard bells and
 They ran in such a way that we were comforted
 And they held on to each other with all the strength they had
 And they loved with devotion beyond what I understand
 But fear has a way of making sleep unbearable
 And the days seem cold and long
 But we cry and we dance
 And we stumble into love
 An awkward perfect grace
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 The moon is gone and the sun has took its place
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 The moon is gone and the sun has took its place