Glow little spark glow brightly in the embers of dying fire
See the people come run to their windows
What manner of lightning this

Oh spirit, spirit beautiful
Oh spirit, spirit beautiful

Swim little bubble swim lightly, bubble on a silent pool
See the people come run to their windows
What manner of ocean this
Grow little seed grow brightly resting in a nest of earth
See the people come run to their windows
What manner of lighning this