Текст: Billy Bob Thornton. Beautiful Door.

Maybe I?m crazy
Maybe I?m blind
Cause I can?t understand
The kind of mind

That kills for God
or money or the land
It just seems odd
to take that kind of stand

Some on the East side
Some on the West
Who think that somehow
their way is best

But there are some
there in the middle
Who?s lives have come
to mean so little

Chorus
You can preach all you want to
And make up forever more
I know you want to walk into
another world
But I don?t see no Beautiful Door

I can?t help myself
I like this place
And leavings not a thing
I want to face

But those who wanna go
Knock yourselves out
Just don?t take those
who don?t care about

Your power dreams
and your golden gates
cause I hear their screams
as you deal their fates

You?ll never kill this world
But I am afraid
That you?ll take away
those you said God made

Chorus
You can preach all you want to
And make up forever more
I know you want to walk
into another world
But I don?t see no Beautiful Door

I know you want to walk
into another world
But I don?t see no Beautiful Door

You say you want to talk
About a better world
But you?ve closed that Beautiful Door