Peter Katz: Juno-nominated singer-songwriter, keynote speaker, and facilitator

Got some news this morning that my Grandpa really isn’t doing well. I had this song that I had written when he got sick a few years back and I thought I’d dust it off and spend the day working on it as a way to deal with the heavy heart. Thought I’d share it with you in real-time, in case it’s of use to you. Take care and love, P

Song For Grandpa
Words and Music by Peter Katz

I’ve got as silver dollar
That you gave to me
Pulled out of your pocket
With some hard candy

I’ve got a golden medal
That you won in the war
Flying with your brothers
Through the fire storm

I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
So with this thing
I know you’re going to make it through

If I had a question
All I had to do
Was sit down there beside and ask you

And if you had the answer
Even if you did not
Every time I sat there
There was something you had taught

I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
Oh I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
So with this thing
I know you’re going to make it through

Now you look so little
No colour in your face
You say that you’re tired
That you’re not long for this place
I don’t want to hear that
I don’t want to know
I am just not ready
No I can’t let you go
I want to be a boy now
Don’t want to be a man
Boys can rage against this
They don’t have to understand

And I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
Oh I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
Oh I always thought
There’s nothing you can’t do
So with this thing
I know you’re going to make it through