WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE
Tighten up that string, stomp your foot on the floor
Find some words to sing, open up your door
Grow the tree, carve the wood, polish till it shines
Find the better way, something that saves time
Go on light the way that no one’s ever seen
Bridge the gap, draw the map of the places in between
Make something, make your own
There’s a statue waiting inside a block of stone
Twist the knob on that amp ’til you find the right tone
Make something, make your own
That picture in your head, put it on the wall
Paint it on a cave, hang it in the hall
Change the oil, change the tire, get it rolling true
Do your best on the test, that’s all that we can do
If it’s beautiful but useless, don’t be ashamed
Show it to your people, don’t forget to sign your name
Make something, make your own
There’s a statue waiting inside a block of stone
Take a hammer and a nail, build someone a home
Make something, make your own
Make something, shake something with both hands
Leave your mark, throw a spark so the world will understand
That restlessness to see what’s over the next hill
Keeps you up at night and probably always will
So keep the fire burning, on into the dark
But if it keeps on raining, go on and build an ark
Fall in love, raise a child, teach her right from wrong
Build her up, raise her tough, so she can write a song
Make something, make your own
There’s a garden rising up from seeds that were sown
Tell the story that the world has never known
Make something, make your own
Make something, shake something, up and go
Believe me when I say, the clock ain’t moving slow
Make something, while you can
If you want to live forever, better make something man
While you can, make something man
© 2013 Owen Temple Music (BMI)
