Building the Paper House (a song about a unique New England attraction, by Eddie Biggins)

Building the Paper House (Eddie Biggins) “Some things take time,” he said As he rolled a Herald rotogravure And I asked, “Do you know if this’ll work?” He quietly replied, “I’m not sure.” Then he pulled last week’s edition from the pile upon the floor And laughed, “If it all comes crashing down, Maybe I’ll have learned something that I didn’t know before.” It takes patience and care Layer upon layer A strong aching need And the will to succeed A belief in your dreams In your craziest schemes When you’re building the paper house For twenty years he had worked Pasting page upon page to the wall There in his weary, sparkling eyes I could see how proud he was of it all From the desk made out of articles on Colonel Lindbergh’s flight To the plain, less extraordinary news Every wall and piece of furniture Brought obvious delight It takes patience and care… I shook his hand and said goodbye Taking one more look