Simple Beauty

There's some kind of fascinating hope strangling me

The world has grown on and on but I can see the beauty now

I used to run from many thing that had to hold on

Now everything's clear, I see

That it was all just...now

I take my time creating rymes

I look around and I am

Becoming

Just a little piece

Of the simple beauty and all that I see

Following

What is left...

I have heard the calling of the wise

Telling me the skies are where my head should be

...dreams to life

I can feel you now

Nothing you do, my love

Can ever keep it far from me

I'll trust the blinding light ahead

Over the darkness

Tell me I still can see

That I don't need to fear

I take my time creating rymes

I look around and I am

Becoming

Just a little piece

Of the simple beauty and all that I see

Following

What is left...

I have heard the calling of the wise

Telling me the skies are where my head should be

La la la la la

Becoming

Just a little piece

Of the simple beauty and all that I see

Following

What is left...

I have heard the calling of the wise

Telling me the skies are where my head should be