...and therein he found a stone...
...and therein he found a rock...
...and he'd call it peter...
...and there upon the stone...
...there upon the rock...
...the rock foundation...
...there upon the heart of man...
...and from their hearts...
...he'd make what's holy...
Adam In the Garden, Peter not yet Bourn
Father up in heaven, Mother soon to mourn
Nothing can change whats never been
And nothing can alter what will never be
But something can make it sound different
Something other than a fantasy
No field is barren if you look in the soil
And nothing can master your heart
Though it may seem it happens often
This foundation doesn't come apart
Few can live a life that they cannot partake
Is everything wrong if nobodies right
None can know the truth if they're burned at the stake
Does everything you strive for have to be in sight
Eve's gone to the forest, a forest clear of stones
Their Father up in Heaven someday bring them home
...had he not found the stone...
...had he not found the rock...
...had not called it Peter...
...nor had there been the stone...
...nor the very rock...
...the rock foundation...
...there may be no heart of man...
...nor from their hearts...
...could come what's holy...
