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