Prettiest Thing

The prettiest thing
I ever did see
Was lightning from the top of a cloud
Moving through the dark a million miles an hour
With somewhere to be 

So why does it seem
Like a picture
Hanging up on someone else's wall
Lately I just haven't been myself at all
It's heavy on my mind
 

I'm dreamin' again
Like I've always been
And way down low
I still know 

The prettiest thing

I ever did see

Was dusty as the handle on the door

Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor

Looks like home to me 

Now I'm dreamin' again

Like I've always been

And way down low

I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing