The world is fast becoming younger
The news is all they've ever known
They've seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger
How will they choose when they are grown
What do you tell forever's children
When it's their turn to hurt and heal
Whatever spins a grim tornedo
Can also turn a potters wheel
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Tell with your life the bloody story
Teach to they're dreams not burning steel
It's not in bombs where lies the glory
But in what's shattered on the field
The potter's wheel takes love and caring
Skill and patience fast and slow
The works it makes are easily broken
Once they survive the potter's throw
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Some day some children will be digging
In some long forgotten ground
And they'll find our civilisation
Or what's left of it to be found
They'll find the weapons of destruction
But buried deeper in the hole
They'll find a message and a promise
In the sand, the potter's bowl
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Earth and fire and wind conspire
With human hands, and love, and fire
Words and Music by Bill Danoff
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song album. It has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Calypso album, as a live version. The world is fast becoming younger The news is all they've ever known They've seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger How will they choose when they are grown What do you tell forever's children When it's their turn to hurt and heal Whatever spins a grim tornedo Can also turn a potters wheel Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Tell with your life the bloody story Teach to they're dreams not burning steel It's not in bombs where lies the glory But in what's shattered on the field The potter's wheel takes love and caring Skill and patience fast and slow The works it makes are easily broken Once they survive the potter's throw Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Some day some children will be digging In some long forgotten ground And they'll find our civilisation Or what's left of it to be found They'll find the weapons of destruction But buried deeper in the hole They'll find a message and a promise In the sand, the potter's bowl Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Earth and fire and wind conspire With human hands, and love, and fire Words and Music by Bill Danoff Explain Request ×
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