Analysis of Take it For Granted

We thank the things
That fall from the sky.
Yet we don’t thank the things
That grow on the ground.
We thank the angles
For showing us heaven
Yet we don’t thank the demons
For teaching us morality.
We thank the artists
That shape our walls of clay
Yet we don’t thank blacksmiths,
For forging the iron frames.

But when there is no ground,
You will see there need no skies.
When there are no demons,
Our sins will go to heaven.
And when there are no iron frames,
Our walls of clay will crumble.