Gorgeous beauty Knows right Way

So you hear it, you hear your heart beat And you know, yeah, what it is that really makes you tick

Yeah, you hear it, you hear it calling That voice inside says, "My tool is all done dust"

To something larger, there's something sky-bound So come with me now through the limbs of this tree

Higher, higher still Driven by the knowing that there's more to it than dust

So you hear it, the clay pots smashing Their watches flooding to all of their ******** parts