[Verse]
F#
The more I run the farther away it seems
Bm A
What is green is always more than a yard away
F#
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
Bm A
In between what we mean and the things we say
F#
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
Bm A
I’m a slave to the pages I throw away
F#
To create, complicate, it’s the same damn thing
Bm A
Once it’s made, I’m too good to appreciate
[Chorus]
F# Bm
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
A
Keep the pretty people listening
F# Bm
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
A F#
Charges floatin' round the audience
F# Bm
I’m biting my tongue
A
But the words don’t come
F# Bm
I'm bi- bi-bi-biting my tongue
A
Oh but the words don't come
[Verse]
F#
It’s in the air it’s in the atmosphere
Bm A
I can hear but I can’t tell what it’s telling me
F#
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
Bm A
I’m afraid if I love it they won’t agree
[Bridge]
F#
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Bm
Art is work, work is love
A
Reminding us why we do it
F#
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Bm
Art is work, work is love
A
Forget yourself for the music
[Chorus]
F# Bm
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
A
Keep the pretty people listening
F# Bm
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
A F#
Charges floatin' round the audience
F# Bm
I’m biting my tongue
A
But the words don’t come
F# Bm
I'm bi- bi-bi-biting my tongue
A
Oh but the words don't come