The Poet

Intro verse 1 She saw it ev-ery-whe-re, in everything, the rhyme, the rhythm . And she pulled it from the air and made it clear. Like the bones and stones she found, shaped into a point and purpose And her pen the ar-row, her hand the bow. She said, make sure you're looking where you step. You've a tendency not to notice There's an ar-rowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own head and look around. verse 2 We just might see the trees like she did. Her father's heart and might in the forest And they spoke to her like a daughter, so she planted more. She said, make sure you're looking where you step. You've a tendency not to notice There's an ar-rowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own head and look around. Bridge The world's meant for our eyes and our eyes are meant for wonder. To see it in all, the rhyme, the rhythm. Ready to write are we the poet. She said, make sure you're looking where you step. You've a tendency not to notice There's an ar-rowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own head and look She said, make sure you're looking where you step. You've a tendency not to notice There's an ar-rowhead Outro