i wanted to make something sweet
the blood inside a maple tree
the sunlight trapped inside the wood
make something good
i wanted to make something strong
an organ pipe in a cathedral
that stays in tune through a thousand blooms
make something good
it's a gonna take a long, long time
but we're gonna make something so fine
i wanted to make something pure
an emerald field from steer manure
a wild-eyed child in a moonlit room
make something good
i wanted to make something built to last
a bottled ship with a golden mast
and through the squall the course stays true
make something good
make something good
it's gonna take a long, long time
but we're gonna make something so fine
it's gonna take a long, long time
but we're gonna make something so fine