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