Текст песни Southern radio - The great beauty

It’s hard not to notice anguish
That fills everything wherever you are
It may not always been this way
So hard to recall and what’s the point

The light slowly dims
Living half asleep day by day
Without a trace
Beauty sleeps away through these palms

It may seems that nothing is real here
But you touch love that was once lost
And it starts again like the first time
It becomes clear that all was not in vain