We talked about things that would make your mind spinnBut she's gone like a mystery, gone like the windnTo touch anything real you can stay up all night and transcendnBut it always ends up the same in the endn nA little TirednYeah but she was beautifulnnShadow's and dust to cover my heartnIt's a picture of beauty, essence and artnWhen the sun shines through your window with a virgin mystiquenAnd the history you've forgotten is bound to repeatnWe'll make it tired and beautifulnnWhen the weathers mood laughs atnwhat the two of you have donenwhen you can melt the moon andnI can freeze the sunnnWe'll make it tired and beautifulnnI've been stoned as a junkie, proud as a beastnThe thoughts in my mind are a lonely mans feastnGive me your victory song, and an anthem so sweetnMake it fly like a child, with wings on his feetnFly like my brother, ten years younger then menHe's got the heart so big, it's wide as the seenFly like a child, like I've got wings upon my feetnnShe was beautifuln