Lyric by Matt Bliton
The old man had to smile looking up at the endless sky
And he loved the grass and trees and all the he could see
Then he watched cloud float by, heard the leaves clap in the breeze
Although he walked alone he was in good company with
A woman on her front porch
Could see a hundred miles or more
She hoped her reverie might extend its stay
As she walked down the street
She heard a bluejay’s lonely caw
She knew how it felt (in a curious sort way)
for Everybody everywhere, everybody everywhere.
Everybody everywhere.
If we walk out in the dark, when a hint light low in the east
When the birds are about to sing, we may just need to fly
Into the endless sky where the stars above are bright and clear
The armor melts to the ground and the scales fall from our eyes
for Everybody everywhere, everybody everywhere.
Everybody everywhere.
The old man had to smile and the kids were playing down the street
the squirrels ran in the trees and his heart broke into song
He watched a cloud float by and the big sun came back out again
He looked at the endless sky and felt that he did belong
with Everybody everywhere, everybody everywhere.
Everybody everywhere.