Perfect nature    has its way   of showing us   just exactly who we are      Uneasy times   Perspire the truth   And our reactions   forever branded on our faces      Specified erros,   faults and flaws   are nothing more   than mere characteristics      So just deal   With what you have   With what you were given   'Cause somethings never change      We'll die with   It living inside us and...      Not all the psychics, therapists,   or all the new-age medicines   Not all the concern and gratitude   could ever change your early morning mood      Needless of a breeze   Putting its beauty aside   By the frenetic flight of a buttefly   Your ways are justified