Lyrics

[INTRO]
In the silence, I hear his eyes
Watching, waiting, with a knowing guise
A glance that spoke volumes, a look that said it all
My Grandaddy's secrets, etched on his face, standing tall

[VERSE 1]
He'd look at certain people, quietly, for a long, hard time
Not in judgment, but like he could see something that others couldn't define
He'd say strange things, like "That boy don't whistle right"
Or "She don't cast no shadow when she talks", and I'd wonder at the night

[CHORUS]
Oh, he was hunting witches, in his own way
Keeping harmony, night and day
With every glance, with every stride
He was watching for the signs, with a grandfather's pride

[VERSE 2]
He was more than a farmer, more than a government man
More than a grandfather, with a plan
Aristotle's telos, a purpose to fulfill
My Grandaddy's life, a story to reveal

[CHORUS]
Oh, he was hunting witches, in his own way
Keeping harmony, night and day
With every glance, with every stride
He was watching for the signs, with a grandfather's pride

[BRIDGE]
Philosophy and stories, intertwined like a vine
The acorn becomes the oak, a purpose divine
He was a keeper of balance, in a world gone awry
A quiet guardian, with a watchful eye

[VERSE 3]
And now I wonder, what was he hunting for?
And why did the land need someone to do it, anymore?
The questions linger, like the whispers in the night
But I know he was searching, for a deeper light

[CHORUS]
Oh, he was hunting witches, in his own way
Keeping harmony, night and day
With every glance, with every stride
He was watching for the signs, with a grandfather's pride

[OUTRO]
In the silence, I hear his eyes
Watching, waiting, with a knowing guise
A legacy of love, a story untold
My Grandaddy's secrets, forever to hold.