She runs through forests
trying not to get knocked down
And cities trying not to
suffocate
And butterflies the oceans
dodging oil spills
And paddles through the skies
of toxic waste

So what a great relief to me
When I read your poetry
And saw she had found somewhere to
Hide
It all
Where you don't see
Beauty
Still surviving in this world
Shalom shalom

She knows that she will tarnish
in the info-light
Reach out underneath the
corp'rate sheet
And fade out in the
How to Be a Millionaire
Smudge out in the gloss
of magazines

So what a much needed surprise
When I looked in your kind eyes
And saw she had found somewhere to
Hide
It all
Where you don't see
Beauty
Still surviving in this world
Oooh yeah
Aaaaah
Where you don't see beauty
Still surviving in this world
Shalom shalom