Geodes

	No you can't always tell one from another
	And it's best not to judge a book by it's tattered cover
	I have found when
	I tried or looked deeper inside
	What appears unadorned might be wondrously formed
	You can't always tell but sometimes you just know'
	Round here we throw geodes in our gardens
	They're as common as the rain or corn silk in
	JulyUnpretentious browns and grays the stain of
	Indiana clay
	They're what's left of shallow seas, glacial rock and mystery
	And inside their shines a secret bright as promise
	All these things that we call familiar
	Are just miracles clothed in the commonplace
	And you’ll see it if you try in the next stranger's eyes
	God walks around in muddy boots, sometimes rags and that's the truth
	You can't always tell, but sometimes you just know
	Some say geodes were made from pockets of tears
	Trapped away in small places for years upon years
	Pressed down and transformed, 'til the true self was born
	And the whole world moved on like the last notes of a song
	A love letter sent without return address
	No you can't always tell one from another
	And it's best not to judge a book by it's tattered cover
	I don't open them to see folks 'round here just like me
	We have come to believe there's hidden good in common things
	You can't always tell but sometimes you just know
	You can't always tell but sometimes you just know

	No you can' t always tell one from another
	And it' s best not to judge a book by it' s tattered cover
	I have found when
	I tried or looked deeper inside
	What appears unadorned might be wondrously formed
	You can' t always tell but sometimes you just know'
	Round here we throw geodes in our gardens
	They' re as common as the rain or corn silk in
	JulyUnpretentious browns and grays the stain of
	Indiana clay
	They' re what' s left of shallow seas, glacial rock and mystery
	And inside their shines a secret bright as promise
	All these things that we call familiar
	Are just miracles clothed in the commonplace
	And you' ll see it if you try in the next stranger' s eyes
	God walks around in muddy boots, sometimes rags and that' s the truth
	You can' t always tell, but sometimes you just know
	Some say geodes were made from pockets of tears
	Trapped away in small places for years upon years
	Pressed down and transformed, ' til the true self was born
	And the whole world moved on like the last notes of a song
	A love letter sent without return address
	No you can' t always tell one from another
	And it' s best not to judge a book by it' s tattered cover
	I don' t open them to see folks ' round here just like me
	We have come to believe there' s hidden good in common things
	You can' t always tell but sometimes you just know
	You can' t always tell but sometimes you just know