(Verse)
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 your shot
And I thought I knew the question, but I guess not
(Chorus)
There it is just below the surface of
things
In a flash of blue, and the turning of wings
I drain the gla**, drink it down, every moment
of this
Every little bit of it, every little bit
(Verse)
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
We just have to chip and clear, to see what is already there
(Chorus)
There it is just below the surface of
things
In a flash of blue, and the turning of wings
I drain the gla**, drink it down, every moment
of this
Every little bit of it, every little bit
(Bridge)
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 furious promise of limited time
(Instrumental break)
(Verse)
It's true although it's hard
A shadow glides over the ridge
And one fast beating heart
Tries with 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
(Chorus)
There it is just below the surface of
things
In a flash of blue, and the turning of wings
I drain the gla**, drink it down, every moment
of this
Every little bit of it, every little bit