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to mine
On Sunday
My day off
You know, Franz, I believe that artist is drawing us
Huh? Who?
Monsieur's friend
Monsieur would never think
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The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
This needs to be said
Though I've said it many times
I think it's a dread
Whence your inspo's used to mime
I do not like moodboards of any sort
I
Said that I'll meet you at the Berkeley Marina
3 AM when no one will be found
All I got in mind is a Boone's Farm jug of wine
We smash a bottle in
You can't love an artist
Without becoming a muse
Without reliving your heartache
In the other person's shoes
You can't love an artist
Cause they only
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
troublesome, the road through Moccasin Gap
Well, it's a hot day in '73 and this is my wife and my kid with me
Daniel Boone lost his boy the other day
Young Jim
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She can take
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
that some steps outside the boho dance
Have a fascination for me
A camera pans the cocktail hour
Behind a blind of potted palms
And finds a lady in
that some steps outside the boho dance
Have a fascination for me
A camera pans the cocktail hour
Behind a blind of potted palms
And finds a lady in
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
We are the artists
We are the artists
Picasso Da Vinci Cezanne
Rembrandt Velazquez Kandinsky
Monet Michelangelo Van Eyck
Turner Durer Caravaggio
We
Harmony is here again
All these colors make me blind
Chords and notes are old as the universe
History of everything is brave
From my eyes and ears
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
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