What Beautiful Things

[00:16.07] Leaves are falling, the wolves are calling
[00:19.88] And death goes with them.
[00:23.30] The light is waning the night will reign o'er me
[00:31.84] But in the heart of the deepest dark, the light is shining
[00:38.60] I lift my head from my dying bed and sing
[00:47.07] Oh what beautiful things I see
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[00:57.96] The lunatics with the fire-sticks and the deadly rhythm,
[01:27.97] They reprimand us with reckless savagery.
[01:35.87] But in the midst of apocalypse, the dove brings tidings
[01:43.83] I lift my eyes to the the azure skies and sing.
[01:51.00] Oh what beautiful things I see
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[02:23.83] We're so surprised when we realize that we're deftly skilled in
[02:31.80] The very vices we swear off violently
[02:39.62] Still at the crux of the worst in us, the hope is hiding.
[02:47.83] I lift my gaze from my wicked ways and sing
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[03:03.04] Oh what beautiful things I see
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