So, so innocent

Or destructive and naïve

To paint a picture without the darkness

Or pain without disease

Always imagining

But the memory in nothing at all

You can be part of the solution

I can hear you call

If there's rain in your tears,

let it wash away your fears

If there's blood in your tracks,

then let it lead you back

'Cause we were never told that it

would all be so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

So, so innocent

Or destructive and naïve

To paint a picture without the darkness

Or pain without disease

Always imagining

But the memory in nothing at all

You can be part of the solution

I can hear you call

If there's rain in your tears,

let it wash away your fears

If there's blood in your tracks,

then let it lead you back

'Cause we were never told that it
would all be so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

If there's blood on your hands,
I can make you understand

If you've ever felt some guilt,
I can help you deal with it

'Cause we were never told that it would
all be so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful, beautiful