Perfect nature
has its way
of showing us
just exactly who we are
Uneasy times
Perspire the truth
And our reactions
forever branded on our faces
Specified erros,
faults and flaws
are nothing more
than mere characteristics
So just deal
With what you have
With what you were given
'Cause somethings never change
We'll die with
It living inside us and...
Not all the psychics, therapists,
or all the new-age medicines
Not all the concern and gratitude
could ever change your early morning mood
Needless of a breeze
Putting its beauty aside
By the frenetic flight of a buttefly
Your ways are justified