Blind to the Beautiful - Fish

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Blind to the Beautiful

The stars are fading, ashes to ashes and dust to dust,

The bread we have broken, the wine we drank from tarnished cups,

And I stopped believing in miracles a long long time ago,

I lost my faith and I sacrificed my soul,

I worshiped fallen idols, chased false prophets to an end,

To where I just can’t see the beautiful anymore

The ice retreating, mountains exposed in the sun,

The earth is baking, raindrops precede the floods

And hurricanes with children’s names write our history

Signatures tracked by satellites on high,

We should have talked about the weather a bit more seriously,

More than stocks and shares and corporate wares,

We were blinded by the skeptics and their greed

I just can’t see the beautiful anymore;

I just can’t see the beautiful anymore

I howled and I cried when the melody died, the song was finally over,

There was nothing to say, words stole away, their meaning lost in the ether,

What there was left stopped making sense, a broken up alphabet, language

dispersed

I just can’t hear the beautiful anymore

The oceans are rising, islands in time disappear,

The canyons burning, forests consumed by the flames,

Wildfires rage across the plains to be starved by barren soil,

Deserted farms where seeds refuse to grow,

I close my eyes to cloudless skies I dream of what we had before,

I just can’t see the beautiful anymore

I just can’t see the beautiful anymore

Show me the beautiful;

bring back the beautiful, show me the beautiful

I want to see the beautiful once more