Lyrics
[Verse 1] The survey flags lean in the cold, pale dawn My breath makes a little cloud, then it's gone You ask what i see where the gravel runs thin I see a wide front step where the whole town comes in A room for the tutors, a court for the kids A long table built for whatever life is [Pre-Chorus] I draw a line, then i look up The space is bigger than the plan [Chorus] We can make a place for the next good idea Where a shy voice finds a way to be heard A bright room for the hands that are building tomorrow A little more room for each neighbor's world Right here on this open ground, we begin With a door wide enough to let everyone in [Verse 2] The north side gets sun through a band of high glass A sheltered bike rack by the path people pass There'll be clay on the tables, a map on the wall And a workshop where someone can mend almost all You point to the corner; i tell you the view: A garden out back, and a place to make something new [Pre-Chorus] The morning keeps its silver edge But i can see the colors coming in [Chorus] We can make a place for the next good idea Where a shy voice finds a way to be heard A bright room for the hands that are building tomorrow A little more room for each neighbor's world Right here on this open ground, we begin With a door wide enough to let everyone in [Bridge] Not a monument set apart from the street But a working, welcome place with a steady heartbeat When the years put their marks on the boards and the stone The town will have made it its own [Final chorus] We can make a place for the next good idea Where a shy voice finds a way to be heard A bright room for the hands that are building tomorrow A little more room for each neighbor's world Right here on this open ground, we begin With a door wide enough to let everyone in [Outro] The flags lean softly; the plans start to rise I can almost see it in the pale morning sky
