Sparks on the Fuse Box, Steady Hands

Lyrics

Storm took the power, the whole street's dark
Pops in the basement with a flashlight spark
Fuse box open, he's squinting at the wires
Says hold the light steady, son, this is how it transpires

Seventy years old but his hands don't shake
Forty years fixing every kind of break
I'm holding the beam and I'm watching him work
Learning more than any school could teach

He says patience is a tool
Just like a screwdriver

Steady hands, steady hands
Hold the light and understand
Everything breaks, everything mends
With steady hands, steady hands
Thunder knocks but he don't flinch
Takes his time, inch by inch
Dark don't scare a man who knows
Steady hands, steady hands

Click of a switch and the fridge hums back
Whole house breathes, the lights come back
He wipes his hands on a paint-stained rag
Smiles like he just won a prize

I used to think strong meant loud and fast
Now I know that strong is built to last
Quiet, patient, tools in a box
Love is a man who fixes the locks

He says patience is a tool
Just like a screwdriver

Steady hands, steady hands
Hold the light and understand
Everything breaks, everything mends
With steady hands, steady hands
Thunder knocks but he don't flinch
Takes his time, inch by inch
Dark don't scare a man who knows
Steady hands, steady hands

One day I'll hold the tools for real
Hold the light for someone else
Pass it on the way he did
Teach the next kid how to feel

Steady hands, steady hands
Hold the light and understand
Everything breaks, everything mends
With steady hands, steady hands
Thunder knocks but he don't flinch
Takes his time, inch by inch
Dark don't scare a man who knows
Steady hands, steady hands

Lights are back, the storm rolls on
But I'll remember who I learned it from