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