Hearing by the noise Singing by the voice Seeing by the sight Lightness by the light Righteousness by right Power by control Will by young and old Power in the tone Marrow from the bone Young by being old This is what we're told And this is how we know And this is what I think A player and a string If only I had a diamond ring of my own I'd take it to market and I'd fly back home Blow the old house down, build a new in town Fill a ring shaped hole Oooooo Ruby in the sun Planet on the run Pocket full of ash Ripping off the mask Sky that tears in half Earth that we exhume Change is coming soon You howl from your lonely mountain at night Still penning the secrets I know you'd like To let go the most give up your ghost For a brand new life Hearing by the noise Singing by the voice Seeing by the sight Lightness by the light Darkness by the night Calm before the storm Die 'fore being born Power in the tone Marrow from the bone Young by being old This is what we're told And this is how we know And this is what I think