Well there's blue In the sky everyday But all they wanna see Is the gray And I see beauty in the facets Of every life But until a life is gone They don't have time What they won't see Is all the artistry In love and hope and grief In God, in death, in memories But what I see Is life as one big tapestry With vibrance, holes in time And a million threads That intertwine There's just something About the way that this life is Where pain and joy and love And loss perfectly fit There's just something About the way that this life is But for most of it They just exist When we fall We've got skinny and bruised hearts But most will only focus On the scars But I hope in time They recognize There is a choice To find deep within those scars Beautiful light What they won't see Is all the artistry In love and hope and grief In God, in death, in memories But what I see Is life as one big tapestry With vibrance, holes in time And a million threads That intertwine There's just something About the way that this life is Where pain and joy and love And loss perfectly fit, oh There's just something About the way that this life is But for most of it They just exist