Something Beautiful

Silent I watched the clouds, silent I touch the water

Silent I lean to people, silent I turn to light

Silent I welcome birds, silent I lift the children

Silently reaching outward, silently holding tight

And my roots go deep in this place I know

Though I may be old still I grow

For I was put here to make something beautiful

Make something beautiful before I go

Silent I bow to crowds, silent I move to breezes

Silent I bless the lovers, ending I hear their sighs

Silent I spread my arms, crooked and gnarl but standing

Look and you'll see me dancing, look and you'll see me rise

And my roots go deep in this place I know

Though I may be old still I grow

For I was put here to make something beautiful

See something beautiful, be something beautiful before I go