"It takes a little shake, up from the rift

It takes a bit of wind to get you to lift

It takes sandstorms and signs from God



It takes a piece of grass, floating on a breeze

It takes a plastic bag, stuck up in a tree

It takes cold fronts and sackcloth skies



It takes leviathans, down in the abyss

The hidden messages of the things that you missed

It takes mouthfuls of Niagara Falls



It takes a little shake, up from the rift

It takes a bit of wind up from the rift

It takes sandstorms and signs from God"