The fresh turquoise water The clear blue sky The silky white beaches The scenery miraculous But the deadly ice cold water The bitter freezing air Makes the endless beaches silent So no-one's ever there Can the beauty still be beautiful Can the wonder still be wonderful Can it still be valuable Just by virtue in itself Inaccessible Not exploitable Is this bloom beyond belief Just a waste of grace Magnificent, majestic Admirable, sublime Kind-hearted, tender You are divine But too scared to open Inadequate and shy You're walking all alone And no-one questions why Can the beauty still be beautiful Can the wonder still be wonderful Can it still be valuable Just by virtue in itself Inaccessible Not exploitable Is this bloom beyond belief Just a waste of grace