Intro
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Verse:
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My old friend lives up in the mountains
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He flew up there to paint the world
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He says, "Even though interpretation's what I count on
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This little picture to me seems blurred
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Hard lines and the shadows come easy
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I see it all just as clear as a bell
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I just can't seem to set my easel to please me
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I paint my Heaven but it looks like hell"
Chorus:
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Your blue might be gray, your less might be more
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Your window to the world might be your own front door
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Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night
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That's just about right
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He says, "Man I ain't comin' down until my picture is pefect
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And all the wonder is gone from my eyes
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Down through my hands and on to the canvas
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Still like my vision, but still a surprise"
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"Real life," he says, "is the hardest impression
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It's always movin' so I let it come through"
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And that. my friend, I say, is the glory of true independence
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Just to do what you do what you do what you do
Chorus:
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Your blue might be gray, your less might be more
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Your window to the world might be your own front door
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Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night
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That's just about right
Verse:
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My old friend came down from the mountain
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Without even lookin' he found a little truth
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You can go through life with the greatest intentions
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But you do what you do what you just gotta do
Chorus:
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Your blue might be gray, your less might be more
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Your window to the world might be your own front door
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Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night
NC
That's just about right
Outro:
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