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