Something Beautiful

I live in Brooklyn Heights, just across the river from where the towers stood. This lyric is the first thing I could write after that day. It speaks obliquely to my visceral experience, which remains somewhere beneath and beyond cognition, aching for the soft light of all available beauty. Jody Gray wrote the haunting music and produced this demo, exquisitely sung by Laura Berman.

“Something Beautiful” was later covered by Bobbie Eakes, the title track on her 2005 album, alongside songs by Paul McCartney, Van Morrison and others.

Somewhere in the cartons in the corner of the attic
Somewhere in the dust and the debris
In the interference, silent in the static
There must be something beautiful
Must be something beautiful
There must be something beautiful
To see

Sometime in the wasted days of discontent and fear
Straining under too much gravity
Waiting for a single ray of sunlight to appear
There must be something beautiful
Must be something beautiful
There must be something beautiful
To be

Look out the window, listen at the door
Is no one coming ‘round, coming ‘round no more?
Check the telephone, turn on the radio
What was it that someone said not that long ago?

Look out the window, listen at the door
Try to remember what you’re listening for
Check inside the pockets of what you used to wear
Find something, find something you forgot was there

Somehow in the billions of signals in the sky
As they paint their tangled filigree
A cry of pain passes through a mother’s lullaby
There must be something beautiful
Must be something beautiful
There must be something beautiful
Set free

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