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