The painter paints away the day
As he paints his life away
Will he rise in judgement's eyes or fall
What a humble life he lives
He never sees the price they give
Another part of his soul upon the wall
Like a lonely soldier faces
Foreign shores of empty spaces
Such is he who strokes to free his soul
Isolation steeped in sadness
Mellowed by the fears of madness
There he stands as he commands control
Deeper than the eye can see
Another man’s philosophy
While he lives the price they give is small
When he dies and on that day
The sky’s as high the price they pay
While he lives the price they give is small
While he lives the price they give is small
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發表於 2020-3-29 00:12:08
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