Empty Spool

C F C F C Oh there’s beauty in F The simplest of creatures C Every detail drawn F In the colors and features Am On a rainy summer day F The beauty shows a different way C Sit in the view, F Let it become part of you C F C F C Will my words ever reach F To the highest of heights? C Will my syllables hold F Bright bursts of light? Am Can I sing of the world F In a way that takes you with it? C I want to speak out a Nile F I want to make beauty and give it C F C F C Singin’ out mountains F And writin’ down rivers G Thinkin’ of fountains F And tryin’ to live it (INST) C F G F C Am I too young to tell the stories F Of a life well lived? C Can I see who’s come before me, F And what truth they’ve delivered? Am Will the yarn spun out F Make a colorful fount C Of things that really matter, F Or will it end up in tatters? C F C F C Singin’ out mountains F And writin’ down rivers G Thinkin’ of fountains F And tryin’ to live it C Singin’ out mountains F And writin’ down rivers G Thinkin’ of fountains F And I’m tryin’ to live it C F G F C F G F