I Would Like To Call It Beauty

So young for death, we walk in shoes too big
 But you play it like a poet like you always did
 And I lay face upturned on the palm of God
 Pushed on by the fingertips of dreams
 They haunted me, consoling me
 And I would like to call, call it beauty
 Strained as love's become, it still amazes me
 And I would like to call it beauty
 Beauty, beauty, beauty
 You slept a sigh like the angels speak
 And we danced into tomorrow on bleeding feet
 And I had thought that I would die here
 But you pushed me on
 You pushed me on, you pushed me on
 Strained as love's become, it still amazes me
 And I would like to call it beauty
 Beauty, beauty, beauty
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 You can keep it all locked up in your leaden chest
 Or you can lay mouth open on the water's edge
 But all your angels and your God will stitch and wash you
 Oh, I would like to call, call it beauty
 Strained as love's become, it still amazes me
 And I would like to call it beauty
 Beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty
 Beauty, beauty, beauty