What Beauty

oh what beauty
this beauty is torturing me
won’t let me be
yes this autumn beauty
trying to crucify me
dragging me through all the things we should do
the could's and would's
and places we should be
really really - you feel me
yeah this beauty is torturing me
I want to cry and scream
oh Love this beauty you show me
is on the edge of too much for me
I plan - but I know I don’t understand
[the story that's using my hand]
I been thinkin too much
but the band I trust
I been thinkin too much
the whole world's in a rush
all wanna be famous and such
a star standin out front
a bit better than you and him and her and them
when I think that again
it sounds insane dear friend
that’s what I get when the thinkin goes lazy
crystal blue sky
but the horizon’s dry
as far as these eyes can see
nearly too much beauty for me
up to the edge again and again
she said I Love you...
I said let’s be friends...