I was staring at the sky
From a bed of green grass down on Earth
And a glimmer caught my eye
A gliding white shimmering bird
It could be my soul that’s up there flying
Up in a great sea sky of blue
It could be my soul that’s up there flying
Over the roof of a world so blue
It could be my soul
(How do you know
What you know
How do you know
You do what you know?)
If you’re glaring at a guy
‘Cause your after something he’s got
Steer your stare up at the sky
And remember what you forgot
It could be your soul that’s up there flying
Up in a great sea sky of blue
It could be your soul that’s up there flying
Over the roof of a world so blue
It could be your soul
(How do you know
What you know?
How do you know
You do what you know?)
If you’re muddled in your troubles
Working for your worth in the world
You can recover what’s been smothered
And hover brother over the Earth
It could be your soul that’s up there flying
Up in a great sea sky of blue
It could be your soul that’s up there flying
Over the roof of a world so blue
It could be your soul
(How do you know
What you know?
How do you know
You do what you know?)
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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