The Prospect
In the ashes from the desert sky
I tell that bird, Be quiet
The fire isn't done with us today
In the ground I've found its light can be managed
That's where we seemed to have ended up anyway
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
The fools before me
Didn't learn the entire story
And then they ended up on an unread page
The Phoenix never flew away to live forever
It always circled back, right into the flames
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
But I'm not here to seek any wealth or fortune
Or any other long-ago discarded things
I have a wall in my home on the mountain
Decorated with the petrified bones of kings
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
I tell that bird, Be quiet
The fire isn't done with us today
In the ground I've found its light can be managed
That's where we seemed to have ended up anyway
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
The fools before me
Didn't learn the entire story
And then they ended up on an unread page
The Phoenix never flew away to live forever
It always circled back, right into the flames
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
But I'm not here to seek any wealth or fortune
Or any other long-ago discarded things
I have a wall in my home on the mountain
Decorated with the petrified bones of kings
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
When I hit paydirt, maybe I'll check up top
May the Devil take my arms and Heaven bid on the lot
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
I'm down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
Down at the bottom
Chipping away at the rock
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Writer(s): Franklin Hoover
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