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