Isn't It Lovely - Katie Costello

Isn’t it lovely: the rhythm of the sea

That deep black blue whispers gentle melodies

Isn’t it lovely: the pitter-patter of the rain

The drops fall upon your face each with it’s own domain

The sky is vast with stars and it seems impossible

To find a place where there is endless amounts of time and space

But somehow… that beauty’s lost in the need to —

Need to be just another symphony

Another weak beat in a worn out tune but never

Of who we are, who we need to be

What we could do with our own simple melody

Isn’t it lovely: the disposition of the trees

So peaceful as they dismiss their falling leaves

Isn’t it lovely: that foggy morning rusty sun

Perched on your window sill revealing shades and hues

The sky is vast with stars and it seems impossible

To find a place where there is endless amounts of time and space

But somehow… that beauty’s lost in the need to —

Need to be just another symphony

Another weak beat in a worn out tune but never

Of who we are, who we need to be

What we could do with our own simple melody