From the recording Real Life
Lyrics
I'm sitting here in the darkness
Living in a room with no windows
Staring at the walls, angry, anxious, depressed
Tired of the black and white this room has to offer
Looking at the door but afraid
I have heard of sunrises on the beach
Beautiful flowers in a field
Birds singing in the dawn
I'm looking at the door
Wondering what might be outside
The black and white has brought me to rage
Insanity at my neck
My hand is on the door knob
The door creaks open
Light and color hit me
Like a bucket of cold water on a hot day
My body sucks in a deep breath of fresh air
Why have I kept myself in this room?
I look up at the trees
And capture the sunlight filtered through the leaves
I hear the birds singing
Why have I not seen this?
Why have I not noticed?
I have wasted so much life
Locked in my prison, angry, anxious
When I have been surrounded by beauty, laughter, joy
I am seeing clearly
There is so much to see
I feel the breeze blowing on my face
The warmth of love around me
The intensity of appreciation flowing through me
The beauty was always there
I only had to open the door and look around
I am seeing clearly now (I am seeing clearly now)
The beauty was always there (always there)
I only had to open the door (open the door)
And look around, look around