Beautiful Times
A spark soaring down through the pouring rain,
And restoring life to the light house.
A slow motion,
Wave on the ocean,
Stirs my emotions,
Up like a rain cloud.
When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?
A cab driver turned to Sky Diver,
Then to survivor.
Dying to break down.
A blood brother,
Surrogate mother,
Hugging each other,
Crying their eyes out.
When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?
I’m ecstatic like a drug addict,
Locked in the attic,
Strung out and spellbound.
I thought on through the night.
Oh, Oh, but I made it alive.
The sun’s starting to rise.
Oh, Oh, these are Beautiful Times.
This fight of my life is so hard.
So hard. So hard.
But I’m gunna survive.
Oh, Oh, these are Beautiful Times.
A bad feeling,
Burned through the ceiling.
Leaving my healing heart with a new scar.
A dead fire,
Rose and rose higher,
Like a vampire,
Up from the graveyard.
When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?
We all suffer,
But we recover,
Just to discover life where we all are.
I thought on through the night.
Oh, Oh, but I made it alive.
The sun’s starting to rise.
Oh, Oh, these are Beautiful Times.
This fight of my life is so hard.
So hard. So hard.
But I’m gunna survive.
Oh, Oh, these are Beautiful Times.
This fight of my life is so hard.
So hard. So hard.
But I’m gunna survive.
Oh, Oh, these are Beautiful Times.
My hearts burning bad,
And it’s turning black.
But I’m learning how to be stronger.
And sincerely,
I love you dearly.
Oh, but I’m clearly destined to wander.
