Cover

I can see the view Some people can see it Some people can't Some say it's too small, too bright, too dim But if you look pass through the shell You'll see the arm, the hand, the limb You'll see the truth because it does not lie It stares you in the face, it is not wry It's not solemn, it's not shy It's not where you from, it's where you at It's not hard to look into the inside If you're smart you'll be smart But if you're dumb, you'll dismiss that book Because you don't like the cover