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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 11-Lattice |
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Song 7 | Looking Up |
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© 1999, Roy Stucky
I saw Salvador Dali in the clouds today
Though I know it's a crazy mind thing to say.
I saw marble stone patterns in a slate blue sky
That was moving like a ceiling that'd learned to fly.
Looking up.
Looking up.
Looking up at designs being carved by the wind,
Finished up at the moment that they begin
Looking up.
Caught off guard by the art of a storm sculpt hand
As the wind mocked my struggle to understand.
I just shrugged, shook my head, went to turn away
Then I heard what the form had just tried to say.
Looking up.
Looking up.
Looking up at designs being seen by so few,
Though quite plain when you stand where you catch the right view
Looking up.
In the space through the trees that I looked between
For a moment the picture was clearly seen.
I alone was in place for this cameo.
Then the rolling of time sent the face below.
Looking up.
Looking up.
Looking up you can see what the mass distain,
'Cause they look but don't recognize Who you name
Looking up.
Looking up.
Looking up.
| Description | Quotes | Music | Video | Equipment | History | Notes | Comments | BUY |
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Song 7 | Looking Up |
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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 11-Lattice |