Second Nature

To a son it is given

Some dusty strings from the wall

Fingers touch and he plays a tune

It's a mighty air

You know the heart is there(It hides)

From the outside

(And it shines)

From withinA ready pen for a picture

Fine scribes lead the way

Focus lens, direct eyes that see

The gifted hands

Through timeless sands(It hides)

From the outside

(And it shines)

From withinSecond nature

Second nature

Second nature

Second natureWhen nature takes you for a stroll

Down an avenue with so much soul

Pleasure, gifts and the ornaments

The creation found, "In the moving cloud"(It hide, hides)

From the outside

(And it shines)

From within(The kind)

That keep holdin' on

(And it shines)

From withinSecond nature

Second nature

Second nature

Second nature