A Blur of Beautiful Things


I must be on my deathbed
Maybe life has come to an end
I don’t know where I am going
Where the road leads down the bend
All I see is light before me
While I walk a pathless field
Lamps are wafting with the shadows
Of the night in light shall yield
A blur of beautiful things.

I feel safe inside
Your blur of beautiful things.
Three years pass me by
Like a blur of beautiful things
Sometimes I remember
The things I should forget
But I can’t let go of these
Beautiful things, not yet, just yet.

And I dream of resurrection
And I dream of a new day
Maybe I am going underground
Now maybe I have crossed the fray
All I hear are angel voices
Singing me to blissful sleep

And I wade in their calm waters
Now that I have reached the deep

Of a blur of beautiful things.

I feel safe around your water,
Your blur of beautiful things.
Let me die, let me drown
Nothing keeps me from returning
To the life I know and hold
Only this, my love, I’m burning
In your cold, cold, cold

Blur of beautiful things.

Give me all your beautiful things.
Let me be those beautiful things.
I shall be those beautiful things,

Just a blur of beautiful things.

I am the soul who seeks you by the sea.
I feel a pulse at the sight of your face.
I melt at the frame; you make my blood race.


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