She saw it everywhere In everything, the rhyme, the rhythm And she pulled it from the air And made it clear ♪ Like the bones and stones she found Shaped into a point and purpose And her pen, the arrow Her hand, the bow ♪ She said, "Make sure you're lookin' where you step You've a tendency not to notice There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own heads and look around" ♪ We just might see the trees like she did Her father's heart and might in the forest And they spoke to her like a daughter So she planted more She said, "Make sure you're lookin' where you step You've a tendency not to notice There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own heads and look around" ♪ The world's meant for our eyes And our eyes are meant for wonder To see it in all, the rhyme, the rhythm Ready to write are we, the poet ♪ She said, "Make sure you're lookin' where you step You've a tendency not to notice There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses If we get out of our own heads and look" She said, "Make sure you're lookin' where you step You've a tendency not to notice There's an arrowhead"