Beverly Wyatt - The World Is A Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid To Die

Just a walk through the open country.

It inflates me with an entirely different perspective.

(when I drive)

After a winter with nothing left, you need a place to rest your head

And a great escape to make your hands warm

We will sleep again, when we feel it in our blood

We will rest our heads, when the time comes

I will open up my skin

(Where's the heart? covered in concrete)

And let this small town in with love

(It yells «get up, shut up, move on»)

I will breathe this in

(New England trees)

Let it fill my lungs

(Reappearing)

There should be a scar from the hours we’ve wasted at work

Why should living be something we earn?

There should be a mark from the launch when we outgrew this earth

This ship keeps us safe until we return.