If you paint inside the lines
with corresponding colors,
how pretty a picture?
Creation's calling
but no one wants to answer
too consumed, too concerned
are our thoughts with the mirrors
while the mold's melting.
Paint by numbers
One to yellow, red to two
I'll hold my breathe
'till my face is blue.
Of all the starving artists
let's fill our bellies.
(this is for you.)
Of all the dying children
let's make more life.
(this is for you.)
This was the top shelf
the best place to put
our finest collectibles.
Creation's crashing
let's all watch the carnage
too beautiful, too beautiful
what a mirage this music is
to harness what I'm feeling.
Paint by numbers
One to yellow, red to two
I'll swing my arms
'till I'm black and blue.
Of all the starving artists,
let's fill our bellies.
(this is for you.)
Of all the dying children
let's make more life.
(this is for you.)
You've lost your mind,
I've lost my heart
let's search for them both
in fading art.