Just beyond my sight something that I cannot see
I've been circling around a thought  that's been circling round me
Like the vapor of a song that is just out of earshot
And I thought I knew the question but I guess not
There it is just below the surface of things
In a flash of blue and the turning of wings
Drain the glass drink it down every moment of this
Every little bit of it
I swam against the tide I tripped on my own pride
So I'll try again today to get out of my own way
The face was always in the stone said Michelangelo
You just have to chip and clear to see what is already there
There it is just below the surface of things
In a flash of blue  and the turning of wings
I drain the glass drink it down every moment of this
Every little bit of it
There it is in the apple of every new notion
There it is in the scar healed over what was broken
In the branches in the whispering
In the silence and the sighs
And the curious promise of limited time
It's true although it's hard
A shadow glides over the ridge
And one fast beating heart
Tries with all its might to live
And we sense but can't describe
From the corner of our eye
Something nameless and abiding
And so we keep transcribing
There it is just below the surface of things
In a flash of blue and the turning of wings
I drain the glass drink it down every moment of this
Every little bit of it
Every little bit
Every little bit of it