I wanted to make something sweet
The blood inside a maple tree
The sunlight track inside the wood,
Make something good.
I wanted to make something strong,
An organ pipe in a cathedral
That stays in tune, through a thousand blooms,
Make something good.
It's gonna take a long long time,
But we're gonna make something so fine.
I wanted to make something pure,
Emerald field from steer manure,
A wild eyed child in a moon-lit room,
Make something good.
Oh, I wanted to make something built to last,
A bottled ship with a golden mast
And through the squall, the course stays true,
Make something good.
Make something good.
It's gonna take a long long time,
But we're gonna make something so fine
It's gonna take a long long time,
But we're gonna make something so fine.