Look at you
Too proud to say what you need
What? the bell in the church of your mind
Ain't been swung in such a long time
Dull brass and spiderwebs, choking the sound
Locks on the gate round your fountain, all dry
Pretty cherubs of stone await silver rain from the sky
Why?
You might come down and open your mind
Down searching the ground for pennies
I wish for a voice from the sky
While searching the ground the pennies
Open the door to your steeple
It's empty where people would gladly
Give a coin to restore your rosy window panes
Broken and boarded up
Others come mending the curtains
Re-roping the bell that reminds you to move
While you pray
Polish and ring on down
Each wish you make
Children now splash in the fountain
The coins we have counted are laid on a plate
To feed them more
Now
Now come down and open your mind
Start searching the ground for pennies
We all wish for our riches on high
And still search the ground for pennies
Now
We all wish for our riches on high
And still search the ground for pennies
Oh, come down and open your mind
Start searching the ground for pennies
We all wish for a voice from the sky
While searching the ground the pennies
Now come down and open your mind
We're searching the ground for pennies
We all wish for a voice from the sky
While searching the ground for pennies
Oh, come down and open your mind
Keep searching the ground for pennies
We all wish for our riches on high
While working the ground for pennies
