Call the Moondust Songtext
von Glen Phillips

You can call it magic, you can make believe
Or just find the beauty in the things you see
In a rosy sunset or a blooming flower
In the subtle shifting of a single hour
In the eyes that catch yours from across the hall
There is no way to perceive it all


You can call the moondust anything you like
Still it floats and glows here in the searing light
As it eats the seals around your vacuum packs
And corrodes the workings of your capsule′s hatch
To leave you stranded there upon that lesser globe
There is no way for you to get back home

You can bow to science if it serves your need
To pretend you understand a single thing
As the song of God is strummed on Planck-length strings
And the angels drumming with their beating wings
To the song that was the birth of everything
There is no way
There is no way
There is no way to resist
You must join and sing