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