The Bird Painter

Tomorrow we're shaking Wake up see the sun come making A new year and colors a new year I think we'll walk together For papers bound with leather from our skin Wake up from every page we're hanging Or are we a sleeper Or are we moving like the bird painter I once heard a man say I wonder if in the universe ballet The music that's playing is echoes of God's voice traveling And when they said nothing Saw nothing beauty fell into the room The painter the captain he woke up Put on his clothes and moved Tomorrow we're shaking Wake up see the sun come making A new year and colors a new year I think we'll walk together A new year engraved on papers I think we'll walk together A new year wake up wake up I think we'll walk together