Beauty

So you've come to this bridge

In an unfamiliar land

You know it's a bridge you are going to walk on

And the only thing you know is

Everything you know

Will do you no good from here on

And the day that you spin

From your little cocoon

Well, you can't be prepared

For the beauty you'll find there

And you will find beauty

In the toughest of places

And I will be thinking of you out there

So pick up your bags

Look around at your friends

And you know none of them

Would ever have enough strength

To cross the bridge and lose control

I never felt this bold

Never felt this good

And the day that you spin

From your little cocoon

Well, you can't be prepared

For the beauty you'll find there

And you will find beauty

In the toughest of places

And I will be thinking of you

Stay true to your nomad skies

Keep your eyes out for coyote

A thousand secrets are lost

In the archival dust

So lay your ears upon the tracks

One day you will come back

With wrinkled hands and grey hair

And there you will stand on the spot

And you'll marvel how the place is still the same

Though you are somebody else now

Fly on butterfly

And the day that you spin

From your little cocoon

Well, you can't be prepared

For the beauty you'll find there

And you will find beauty

In the toughest of places

And I will be thinking of you out there