Christopher Innvar - Part II: It Moves lyrics

[FLOYD] Wonder what she looks like... Maybe hundred-twenty feet high, Sixty feet wide, Two hundred fifty feet long, Best I can picture it... Ah... Curvin' back and around So slow, so big, it moves When you try to take it all in If you try to see it all When you think it's gettin' closer It's gettin' further away Grindin' down deeper underneath Looks wet, Every wall looks wet, Meltin' with a snow made a' cream Shinin' ev'rywhere with tiny diamonds Shine the lantern an' git All the colors of the world Comin' back, All the colors of the world Ah... 'T ain't wet though No more than a bone Guess it jes' remember when there was a river goin' through, Centuries ago, Back when there was dinosaurs An' when there was Adam and Eve Things happen An' folks forget, But the rain soaks it up And collects it here; No tellin' what's on these walls Layerin' on slow Like a stone history book With a couple of sentences 'bout me