Born Beautiful

<br>They were born beautiful, so right away<br>They swore that they`d get themselves a house one day<br>And read to each other, despite all the others<br>That have passed through their back gates<br>They were both radiant, and far away<br>Living on a diet of romance and faith<br>`Til history crept in and wouldn`t leave them<br>It`s a classless kind of fate<br>It holds its ground in the way that death just makes you wait<br>New fears to edit<br>The cutting room floor is where their hopes are<br>Because it`s not pretty<br>And if you had to watch a movie of it<br>I`m sure you`d both be horrified and bored<br>All the hope that gets shafted<br>To bet on the good life<br>For all the granite etched in<br>They may as well have been man and wife<br>All the fits he`d throw<br>Feeling her anger grow<br>It never gets found, lost in used to be`s<br>You`re left with so much wasted energy<br>So now to cold satellites that have crashed to earth:<br>Welcome home.