We cannot see Beauty, we cannot see Grace
Just as we cannot see single threads in soft embroidered lace
To pick apart the pieces
To see the picture true
We only see the Ugliness that drives Us through and through

The curse that's laid upon Us
That's filled our hearts with Dread
Has forced Us all to see the Worst
As Best is driven from Our heads

But what if we saw Beauty? What if we knew Grace?
Would it change the way We look at things
And put Us in our place?

For We are not but tiny leaves
Drifting through Our Fear
And We are nothing to the World
Who doesn't know We're here

She tries to show Us Beauty
She tries to show Us Grace
But We ignore it like the Fools We are
Focused only on the human Face