The Shape Of A Perfect Arc

I want to rise and set like the sun and moon Not too late and not too soon Like a shooting star in the dark Whole life lived with an open heart Like a ball that's hit out of the park In the shape of a perfect arc I want to be a start from an ancient tree Growing up and down gratefully Like a wave lifting up out of the sea In the shape of a perfect arc In the shape of a perfect arc I believe in things unseen What's here and there and in-between I believe in what's yet unsaid Like the coat that hangs on a wooden peg Like a bow that waits in a thunder head In the shape of a perfect arc I want to be a start from an ancient tree Growing up and down gratefully Like a wave lifting up out of the sea In the shape of a perfect arc In the shape of a perfect arc I want to open my arms and breathe Forgive the street that skinned my knees Like a dolphin leaping out of the sea I hope I set like the moon and sun With no hard feelings for anyone Like incense smoke drifting up A dam that breaks with a little luck Like light that's poured from cup to cup In the shape of a perfect arc I want to be a start from an ancient tree Growing up and down gratefully Like a wave lifting up out of the sea In the shape of a perfect arc In the shape of a perfect arc In the shape of a perfect arc In the shape of a perfect arc