Oh there's beauty in The simplest of creatures Every detail drawn In the colors and features On a rainy summer day The beauty shows a different way Sit in the view, Let it become part of you Will my words ever reach To the highest of heights? Will my syllables hold Bright bursts of light? Can I sing of the world In a way that takes you with it? I want to speak out a Nile I want to make beauty and give it Singin' out mountains And writin' down rivers Thinkin' of fountains And tryin' to live it Am I too young to tell the stories Of a life well lived? Can I see who's come before me And what truth they've delivered? Will the yarn spun out Make a colorful fount Of things that really matter Or will it end up in tatters? Singin' out mountains And writin' down rivers Thinkin' of fountains And tryin' to live it Singin' out mountains And writin' down rivers Thinkin' of fountains And I'm tryin' to live it