Beautiful Things

It's a moment of grace when the sun gives His light, A new chance for redemption , a new hope for a life. But as it rises it falls, when you stand will you break, Does it end or begin with the size of your faith. Through My satelite observations I can see deeper than skin, I see a stranger walk by and say hello with a grin. Connecting one through another as another tries to adhere, You just take in a deep breath and wish it all disappears. I have seen your destruction, I have seen all your hate, I have looked in your hearts and I have seen all your pain. But I have painted the sky for your hopes and your dreams, And even though it may seem that this world can be cold In your eyes I have seen Beautiful Things.