Wood
by Dan Seals
His old hands were brown from the varnish and the stain
And I had come to talk in my youth and in my pain
I told him that I was not the man I want to be
Waited to see what he would say
But he just kept on working as if I wasn’t there
The sweat on his face and dust in his hair
He paused for a moment when I’d been there for a while
He wiped his brow – I thought I saw him smile
(Chorus)
He just said – Wood
From the earth beneath our feet there grows a tree
We can take it, shape it, to what’s it’s meant to be
The stronger the fiber, the better for the good
Son, I believe that men are just like wood
“Wood” by Dan Seals on the “On Arrival” album
My brother-in-law Frank passes on to me an email about a song by Dan Seals and a description by his son Jay as to what the song means. And through researching the son, I discover Everything2, “an extensively hyperlinked collection of facts, ideas, notes and humor to which anyone can add.” Jay Seals, aka NightShadow, was off Everything2 for three years but came on to do four posts in the past 10 days, including one about the passing of his father and another about the funeral.
But it was Jay’s posting of Feb 26 2004,”I now understand Wood,” that was at the heart of the email Frank was passing on. “Wood” is the name of a song that appears on Dan’s 1990 “On Arrival” album. The first few verses are above. You can hear the song here:
http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/seals_dan/78553/album.jhtml.
And here is how Jay’s piece begins, but you really gotta go over and read it in its entirety to appreciate and man Dan and his son Jay. -gw
There is a song my dad wrote quite a few years ago called “Wood.” It has the sound and feel of a ballad, but not a love song exactly. It’s the kind of legacy ballad, like the kind of thing that a father wants to convey to a son. The basic gist of it is that the father wants to impress upon his son the importance of working with wood, that there is a sort of placid peace that comes from working with the grain, the texture and sawdust. It speaks, also, of how we are all like wood, being shaped and smoothed throughout our lives by our experiences and the other lives that touch us. Listening to the song I could intrinsically rationalize the sincerity of the lyrics and their inner truth, but I couldn’t really connect with it or understand.
I got a taste of that, though, in the most unexpected way. Now I can say with utter certainty that I know what that song meant and how it fits. I’m not so foolish as to believe or think that the song was meant for me specifically, from my dad, but I took it to heart just the same.
http://everything2.com/node/1522423
Jay is a Baha’i. His testimony, also on Everything 2, is below. Paullette Trail’s recollection of Dan at the Tennessee Baha’i School follows. -gw
I have a very strong belief. My belief rests in a particular Individual Whom I never got the chance to meet because He died long, long before I was born. His Cause was the catalyst for my conception and subsequent birth, therefore I owe Him my life. It’s a long story, full of twists and turns, like a warped soap opera, but that’s the bottom line.
His name is Baha’u'llah, and I believe that He is, for lack of a better phrase, the Return of Christ. No, I do not mean Jesus; yes, I do mean Christ- the motivating Spirit of all God’s Messengers. Baha’u'llah is the Messenger for this Day and Age. At least, that’s what I believe. I also believe He brought with Him some new teachings, laws and ideas. I don’t always follow them perfectly, because I’m an imperfect human being, but I believe in them- and Him.
And if you don’t agree with me, it’s all good. We swallow the pill that tastes best.
http://everything2.com/user/NightShadow
Thom and Dan would sit out by the pool watching the “kids” at the Tennessee Bahá’í Institute at Monteagle and talk about “woodworking” – you could see them talking and laughing – what a joy!! That first year they met, Dan played the song “Wood” for us in the library there during an off moment – it hadn’t come out on an album yet (I believe) – we were crying it was so beautiful!! Lots of folks don’t know that Dan made bamboo fly fishing rods…..and the time and patience it takes…
Photo, top: “Mission style End Table,” uploaded on April 22, 2007 by jaromad on flickr, licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.0 Generic
Thumbnail, bottom: Hemlock tree taken at the Tenneessee Baha’i school, uploaded on September 4, 2007 by Ezra F on flickr