Quiet your mind, all you are is a moment in time
You are here, you are the candlelight
You are here, you are your guiding light
Light up, the night
If you need misery, to smile let it be
Let it be, let it be your own
If you need misery to laugh let it be
Let it be, let it be your own
You are the lighthouse
You are the ship lost at sea
You are the whale coming up to breath
You are the compass and the map
And the match held up to read
You are the satellite
You are the patterns in the stars
You are the bird in flight
You are the body of water
Into which we bleed
If you need misery to laugh let it be
Let it be, let it be your own
If you need misery to smile let it be
Let it be, let it be your own
You are the tree, living centuries
You are the roots, breaking the dirt and the rock
You are the branches hugging the sky
You are the concrete; not so permanent
You are the corpse and the grave
And the breath that feeds the wind