Get On Down

Color in the corners of your eyes
It is guiding you
It was calling out a name
too soft to comprehend now
It was speaking out instructions
in code and in dialect
You could only pick out
what seemed imaginary

Get on down and hear them

Motion in the mirror
You've got questions I know
them like that sinking feeling
of falling out astray
There's a story to be told
projected out on the big screen
The morning angels sing
your story so softly

Get on down and see them

MM 1998