There it's again, that word unspoken No use in fixing what was never broken And for you the gates were surely just hanging open We gave your ashes to the soil and grass Where time has nothing more to do but pass Where all the wild blooms are blue and gold With nothing more to be, but beautiful I wrote the letters down in steps and stages I wrote the same ones passed down through the ages Then watched a gentle wind just turn the pages And it's a long way from here to heaven And there's a garden here that still needs tending On this line that blurs the new and old There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful There's nothing left to be but beautiful