At The Close Of Every Day The Great Sum Of All Beauty
when nothing but the downplay of
a sorrowed mind
is to bounce back, when i exhale
this lower kind
i have to know and realize
this smoke can hurt
i did not see it coming then
i lived the blur
it never hits home again, like before
i must have missed the great sum of all beauty
i guess i did not recognize
what's at your feet
it took the air out of my lines
that sight so sweet
it never hits home again, like before
i must have missed the great sum of all beauty
will i ever understand your perspective
to see all things that you've planned just for me
once more my eyes wet
the tears hit the dust-filled floor
once more my lips threat to
kill what i've lived before
it never hits home again, like before
i must have missed the great sum of all beauty
will i ever understand your perspective
to see all things that you've planned just for me
