Spark in the Stone — A Song Inspired by Terri's Treasures lapidary artist turns lifelong passion for stone cutting and polishing into a small business, a human-interest artisan story from ABC7 WWSB.

[Verse]
Terri keeps a coffee can of comets
Clacking by the workroom door
Every shy and dusty pebble
Knows it might become much more
Wet saw chuckles, lamp light winks
Jasper blushes red and green
She has spent a lifetime learning
Plain is not the same as clean

[Pre-Chorus]
Water on the wheel now
Pressure in a good groove
Everybody lean in close
Watch the hidden colors move

[Chorus]
Spark in the stone
Flash in the gray
Late-bloom lightning
Finding its way
Laugh at the dust
Dance with the drone
There is a carnival hiding
In the heart of the stone

[Verse]
Nobody handed down a trumpet
Nobody rolled a carpet out
Just a Saturday kind of courage
And a motor with a mouth
She turns the mountain pocket-sized
Turns the silence into rings
Turns a private little hunger
Into bright ridiculous things

[Bridge]
Cut me open careful
Don't throw me away
I have got a sunrise
Under all this clay

[Chorus]
Spark in the stone
Flash in the gray
Late-bloom lightning
Finding its way
Laugh at the dust
Dance with the drone
There is a carnival hiding
In the heart of the stone

[Outro]
Round and round and round it goes
Plain old world begins to glow