I am a Master Glassblower Lyrics

Heat by heat and breath by breath, each vessel finds its way

Some forms rise like morning's death, while others just decay

The glass must flow both free and true, before its shape can shine

Years of wisdom taught me who can cross that molten line

Not every cavern from the fire deserves to reach its form

Some pieces lose their heart's desire, while others break the norm

The blower's touch has learned to know what shapes will serve us best

Feel the heat and test the flow, wisdom as we shape

Some forms deserve to grow, some cannot escape

A glass blower's wisdom shows me clear, which forms to make or break

Not every vessel drawing near, is one we ought to take

Each piece must find its perfect time, through changes yet unknown

Some shapes simply can't align, while others make us grow

I am the master of this flame, shaping day by day

Knowing which forms to name, which to turn away

Some glass flows while others crack, that's how wisdom grows

When you're master of your craft, you choose what shows

Choose what shows

There's what shows

Let some forms go

Each morning brings fresh glass to face, new vessels to create

Some pieces need a gentle grace, while others have to wait

The wisdom lies in knowing when, to heat and when to cool

For in this dance of now and then, some beauty finds its rule

Like reading signs in molten streams, we learn which forms to trust

The master knows which flowing dreams, will never turn to dust

Through careful practice year by year, our shaping grows more pure

Not every gather from the flame, should reach its final form

The wisdom of the glassblower's name, shows what we transform

For in the balance of each piece, true beauty will appear

When wisdom guides what we release, the vessel becomes clear

Some pieces may not stand the heat, while others shine so bright

But wisdom knows which one's complete, will catch the perfect light

I am the master of this flame, shaking day by day

Knowing which forms to name, for which to turn away

Some glass flows while others crack, that's how wisdom grows

When you're master of your craft, you choose what shows

You choose what shows

You choose what shows