Title song of this album, based on the way you see things -- depending on who you are.
I was thinking of how as a child wave shaped beach glass looked like jewels to me. What do we lose growing up? Who can restore what we lose? Splash sound effect courtesy of ZapSplat.com
The child walks on a beach,
And sees diamonds everywhere.
The adult notices glass
And sees no treasure there.
The child picks up his treasure,
Invests it in his fish tank.
The adult finds small pleasure,
At the numbers stored in his bank.
Unless you are born again,
You can't see the Spirit move.
Unless you become as a child,
You can't know God's sweet love, his sweet love!
We are gemstones of glass,
Transparent to the light.
We are gemstones of glass,
Shining in the night, in the night!
Walking on the hills at sunset,
-- The sunset of this earth.
Waiting on the far horizon,
Of new creation's birth.
Sometimes I see farther,
Sometimes I just don't.
But I know that God my Father,
Can't fail so He won't!
Unless you are born again,
You can't see the Spirit move.
Unless you become as a child,
You can't know God's sweet love, his sweet love!
We are gemstones of glass,
Transparent to the light.
We are gemstones of glass,
Shining in the night, in the night!