Isaac E. Smith - A Simple View lyrics

As we move through life we see Different types of simle beauties Rather the snow at your feet Upon a winter's day or the wind blowing the leafs Golden, brown, and frayed From a long Falls dregde Into a blissful sunrise The coo of an owl Distant with pride And graps upon yourself today A new type of sun's array Alas, shall it be spent Ode to A NEW DAY