The solid ground we walk upon
Clay and rock and sand
Crumbles imperceptibly
Like a cookie in your hand
Beneath our feet from day to day
Is a slightly altered thing
Forever isn't real at all
Time flitters like a wing
The changes happen slowly
Measured by humanity
So cranes and trucks lift buildings up
Great cities by the sea
The awesome sea, you figure
Is here 'til the very last
Or so it seems until you read of
Oceans from the past
Lover, lover touch your hair, you
Change me from way over there, just
Thoughts of you when we're apart, move
Things around inside my heart
The force that carved the deepest canyon and cast the moon above
Saved for last its greatest work
We chose to call it love
A line of snowy mountains
The ocean's place of death
A rush of burning ash and steam
The ocean's dying breath
Rising high like chimney smoke
Into the air above
Molecule hits molecule
Like a crowded subway shove
Moving air becomes a current
And from that a mighty gale
Pushing trees both left and right
Like a masted ship at sail
A long way from the raging storm
The breeze makes curtains budge
A baby girl, asleep just then
Perceives a gentle nudge
Lover, lover touch your hair, you
Change me from way over there, just
Thoughts of you when we're apart, move
Things around inside my heart
The force that carved the deepest canyon and cast the moon above
Saved for last its greatest work
We chose to call it love
Her lashes blink, she makes a sound
Moves slightly in her bed
That restless shift creates a spark
An image in her head
The image conjures up a thought
A thought so very sweet
Innocent and pure as snow
She smiles and moves her feet
The thought, as thoughts so often do
Brings with it other ones
Together they make up a dream
Bright as a thousand suns
The dream it brings her peaceful sleep
Warm as a winter glove
She wakes to find her mother
Looking down with eyes of love
Mother, mother, golden hair, I
Feel you as you're coming near, just
Thoughts of you when we're apart, move
Things around inside my heart
The force that carved the deepest canyon and cast the moon above
Saved for last its greatest work
We chose to call it love