A Beautiful Thing-Qwel

[ti:A Beautiful Thing] [ar:Qwel] [al:Dark Day] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]A Beautiful Thing - Qwel [00:25.64]These city lights steadily strike him like a plague on his brain [00:28.68]His face strains to see what's right fighting through the razor blade rays [00:32.08]The haze blinding his mind while he's taking this train [00:34.66] [00:35.24]The grey gates and the rain falling upon the crates where they play [00:37.93] [00:38.55]Just meditate for eight seconds but as he settles it sways [00:41.24] [00:41.77]And makes its way through this ghetto in this incredible maze [00:44.92]We blaze the pace of great cellos played the mellowest bass [00:47.53] [00:48.12]And the tone of zonin off lost in the gloss of the yellowish flame [00:51.59]Saints and felons sit and kids flip the metal with paint [00:54.50]Amidst the tainted hellos and fellows with cells [00:56.98] [00:57.55]Jaded it's safest with his headphones left in its indelible shell [01:00.51] [01:01.22]Sweltered storm starts to break the grey melting away [01:04.19]Nods his head towards an elder faded faces in panes [01:06.78] [01:07.35]To pray a thanks out for this shelter pain just fades from his face [01:10.98]Its amazing to his faith to embrace the grace of the day [01:13.89]Shave the weight the forming hate and shorties hanging this crate [01:16.90]Replace the swarming lack therefore with the patience of saints [01:20.04]Await the waking morning glory breaking rays in his wake [01:23.31]Making his way the same train but he will make it today [01:26.32]And he might wake up okay unscathed to smell the roses [01:29.76]Stretch and yawn for the dawn once with all that would oppose it [01:32.84]Behold it in its light in this life in the hopes the focus soaks in [01:36.10] [01:36.70]And a token for the saving grace thanks that the most gives [01:39.43]He witnessed stints where the showers flipped the hours to months [01:42.49]And binged for years upon the fringe of clearing clouds in his clutch [01:45.85]No silver lining in his grip without the power of a touch [01:49.01]Missed amidst the dirt and sh*t from which the flowers just sprung [01:51.77] [01:52.38]Its funny how it does that at times reminds him ours is to love [01:55.47]Our duty through these gritty city scapes and how were just stuck [01:58.65]Under the thunder weather changes though some drown in the rush [02:01.83]Round and round she spins it out power found in the sun [02:05.11]The changed frame same train clanging howling above [02:07.82] [02:08.36]Then some shun the knowledge when the rain came some hours it floods [02:11.17] [02:11.90]And rusts it down to dirt and powder but its powerful cause [02:14.30] [02:14.81]Clouds clear to steer the light life rises out of the mud [02:17.86]Round and round she spins sits down and down he sinks [02:20.74]Thinks it out without an inch without a glimpse [02:22.19] [02:22.78]And hits him hard as ice and artificial life melting out sinking down [02:26.47]Around the brink [02:27.54]Of thinking about the change in man and man about to change in me [02:30.79]And he might wake up okay unscathed to smell the roses [02:33.74]Stretch and yawn for the dawn once with all that would oppose it [02:36.44] [02:36.96]Behold it in its light in this life in the hopes the focus soaks in [02:40.77]And a token for the saving grace thanks that the most gives