We looked at them, my father and me one day
Samples from his gemology course
Magnifying imperfections, a cluster of galaxies
Like the faults that run through bells in bars
They glitter in the light but they're semi-precious
With as may motes as he's now stirring
As he moves across the years to me
Lasering light around a room in dusk
To you these stones I intrust
They glitter in the light but they're semi-precious.
You can hold them in the night but they're semi-precious.
They glitter in the light but they're semi-precious.
You can hold them in the night but they're semi-precious.
To you these stones I intrust