Life is so fragile, I'm not so agile, Can't run or jump,
Just docile, time passes me by so fast, i can only take air in by a gasp,
I don't wanna stay here anymore, don't wanna lay here ever so bored,
Just love to get up and go, be free with one and all, with the pain around my neck gone,
There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,
When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,
When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, the bleak,
Family i can't wait to see to repay, i wish to see the way out, let me take a step or just a peak,
This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak.
Use to be able to throw, to know,
Use to be able to do a lot of things but now i'm too slow,
The doctors say any day now, whilst i hear the nurses say its highly unlikely now,
Can't see my favourite shows, the movies, the games,
All i can do is listen out and paint imagery with my mind,
Hopefully i'll be able to see those pictures for real when i wake,
There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,
When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,
When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, reminded of the bleak,
Family i can't wait to see, i want out, let me take a step or just a peak,
This is what i plead to the beauty in the bleak.
She rides a white horse, wears all white, with long blonde flowing hair,
She want's me to stare, Issued me to stay all the while,
I hear the voices coming from the outside, some encourage me to come back,
Some cry out for me, they hurt me piercing my brain with emotional discharge,
It's like feedback, static i hear it sometimes,
It can get too loud and overpower me and that's when she appears,
There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,
When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,
When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, the bleak,
Family i can't wait to see, i need to get out, let me take that one step,
I hate the grey, let me escape, This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak.
She feeds me lies, clouds me in depression, makes me unable to move,
She doesn't want me to leave her clutches, but i gotta get outta here,
Sick of being unable to move, unable to continue to put up with the voices that put me down,
I'm afraid of dying, i'm afraid of the inevitable,
I'm stuck fantasising about the ending and things out of my control, An endless loop,
Stop the repeat and let's skip to the next song, let us be happy again, let us move on,
I twitch and I'm turned to my side to see the sun rising up, this is the day,
She won't control me any longer, My love for life is too much for her to handle,
When the sun sets this day, She wont remind me of the questions, i wont be reminded of the bleak,
The grey may have a beautiful hue and the white aura is intoxicatingly beautiful,
I'm coming home, to be surrounded by those who empower me, inspire me to be powerful,
They're words, the prayers, the voices that echoed and bounced around in my mind,
It's inspired the fire to ignite inside and has allowed me to take my first step, I fall down,
There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,
When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,
When the sun sets i am reminded by the questions, reminded of the bleak,
Oh white light, go away because i'll come deal with you another day,
This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak, this passion i have found is the beauty in the bleak,
The world we know and share is full of beauty in the bleak.
Written by Scott Jones
24/10/18
Story: Ok so this song is about someone who is in a coma they have tried to take their own life and they are there in hospital just unable to see, speak, walk but they can listen and hear everything outside to what the world around him is saying to him hearing what is going round in his head as it's a big state of confusion. The person is depressed tried to take a way out of their problems but is now recovering and left fighting their demons but they are not alone as family and friends and even strangers as doctors and nurses come pay their support for the person to wake up and get better. Eventually the person does escape but the mental and physical scars left are there to linger forever however the person is happy to have been shown the light as a way for them to deal with their demons and to escape the bleak but to also take the beauty of it out with them. So yeah it's a lot to take in. I originally came up with the title months ago before i wrote anything else here, i said it to a friend suffering with depression that he should remember there is beauty in the bleak and that kinda stuck with me and here it is.
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