Texty: Shawn Colvin. These Four Walls. Even Here We Are.

Beautiful flower in your garden
But the most beautiful by far
Is the one growing wild in the garbage dump
Even here we are.

Song of the bird way up in the sky
But the most beautiful by far
Is the scream of the man who never learned to fly
Even here we are.

The sun shines bright it?s a beautiful sight
But the most beautiful by far
Is the blind girl alone the angel of the night
Even here we are.

Beautiful flower in your garden
But the most beautiful by far
Is the one growing wild in the garbage dump

Even here we are