The Shape Of Air – Daniel Amos – letras

Pour cement ’round thingsLet it dryBreak away thingsSee the designDescribe the voice from heavenAnd paint the grace you’re givenIt’s the shape of airIt’s the shape of airI can sit and stare’Till it’s almost clearIn the place where you stoodThe air’s filling inYou look for a worldWhere nets catch the windNow drive your car to gloryForetell the old, old story