Beauty Lyrics - Bellows

Everything I thought was beautiful is spoiled 

Everything I thought was pure has come to harm 

Everything I thought was magical is ordinary 

Somehow I need you in my life 

I can feel your arrogance consume me 

You can feel my rejection of your space 

Everything I loved about you now annoys me 

A squirrel hole, a slap in my face 

At your show I was hiding in the bathroom 

Overwhelmed with desire just to leave 

And though I'm drunk I just drive away without you 

You come through after I fall asleep 

There is a vulture circling our little stream in the desert 

The blooming of the marigolds, the flight of the frightened deer 

There is beauty in the way we bloom and fade together 

Beauty in the certainty of never reaching what I'm after 

You invite me in for a bump in your apartment 

Creepy home we lived in once upon a time 

I find it easy to confide in any stranger 

I'm lonely, angry all the time 

Unavailable to everyone I care for 

Unconcerned for the people that I love 

Unadorned you are crying in the corner 

I'm wasted and I can only shrug 

(Say something beautiful and just disappear, or hate how you're living like everyone else here) 

I do not comfort you at all or dignify your failure 

Was I expecting something better, something straight from the gut this time? 

And I could shout, "why won't you look at me?" as you turn your shoulder 

Beauty in the certainty of never reaching what I'm after 

There is a vulture circling our little stream in the desert 

And diving to the shore it eats the flesh of the dying deer 

There is beauty in the way they bloom and fade together 

Beauty in the certainty of never reaching what I'm after 

Beauty in the dirty snow that settles in the dead of winter 

Beauty in the evidence that you and I are tied together 

Driving home through the country in the nighttime 

There is peace in the nothingness I like 

And then the conversation turns to what we thought was ending 

A friendship that years ago felt right 

A love we wasted every time 

And I'm ashamed to have put you through this fight 

And I just rage at what became my life 

That making something beautiful was not 

Enough to raise you up out of this rut