They See Rocks

We, when it's quiet, see swarms of things flicker by and shake you by the dust of their wings.

Oh, send it in the air.

And in a ray of light, you can hold it in your hand.

It's not easy, being born so free.

Bigger than a crowd could ever figure I'd be.

Oh, send me in the air.

And in a ray of light, hold it in your head.

I'm convinced your dream is something richer than a man could ever picture.

Too bad they just see rocks. To them they're only stones. But it's how you build a home. Still I don't believe love's so brief. Decades pass and pictures ask what did I mean?

Oh send them through the air.

Until they switch the light off, I'll hold it in my head.

If we move backwards, I hope it's some place richer than a man could ever picture.

Too bad they just see rocks. To them they're only stones. But it's to us they're owed. There's a reason why I sing this dream louder than a lull-a-bye.

Oh, will you believe?

You are in my hand and you are on my tongue under this cloud of dust.

Oh wrecking ball I see you working. Shining your light through this building. You've come too soon.