It takes time to translate beauty
It takes time to translate beauty
Since when did we rush the process
Filtering what you deem nonsense
"I think I need a comment
Or a heart to pocket"
But we don't know that we missed it
Still we cling to a digital comet
We ride, but never let tradition in
No vulnerable kids
Just altered eyelids
And cartoon faces to ease our language
Are we really coming to this
Are we really
Are we really coming to this
It takes time to translate beauty
It takes time to translate beauty
It's slow and always roaring
Pain eventually finds morning
And yesterday's story's
Now a diamond quarry
It'll compress all your worry
In reality there's glory
Unmask an older town
Ungroomed territory
Take hold of the mist
And unknown places
And speak in a wearied, mysterious language
Keep on questioning
Keep on questioning
It takes time to translate beauty
It takes time to translate beauty