The Beautiful World

Good things happen to bad people

And bad things happen to good.

Why does the world work like this

With every sin feeling like a lover's kiss.

While some people are out on the street

Some people walk by but others meet.

Some get lucky and start something new

But others just lay wondering just what to do.

It's a beautiful world, more love than hate.

With so many beautiful people

With their happiness that always seem to flake.

There is nothing more beautiful than the fire rain that falls

Burning us into ashes, where is the rain to cool us off?

It's a beautiful world, so why we live the way we do?

Let's bring this world back up, because that is what beautiful people do.