can life remain so beautiful?
can this sunset stay so gold?
i guess i just don’t care, its here now
theres something everywhere, its clear now
nothing else exists, its weird how we do.
can life remain so beautiful?
can our love maintain this glow?
i wonder everyday
and then im blinded in a way
i overlooked just yesterday
im certain... i’ll never see it all
so don’t try to find it: its everywhere
its free but its priceless: the sun in your hair
or an hour of despair...
you can find it anywhere
can life remain so beautiful?
will i always even want to know?
i guess its good to ask
and hope it never answers back
its golden to stare into the black
you know theres more there
you can find it anywhere.