JEWEL-PIECES OF YOU-6.Painters
我要的生活享受
Eighty years an old lady now sitting on the front porch watching the clouds go
by they remind her of her lover how he left er and of times long ago when she
used color carelessly painted his portrait a thousand times or maybe just his
smile her and her canvas would follow gim wherever he would go yes her and
hercanvas would follow cause they were painters and they were painting
htemselves a lovely world oil streaked daisies covered the living room wall he
put watercolored roses in her hair he said "love I love you, I want to give you
the mountains the sunshine the sunsets too, I just want to give you a world as
beautiful as you are to me" cause they were painters and they were painting
themselves a lovely world. So they sat down and made a drawing of their love,
they made it an art to live by they painted every hope every dream created
every beautiful child in winter they were weavers of warmth in summer they were
carpenters of love they thought blue prints were to sad so they made them
yellow cause they were
painters and the were painting themselves a lovely world until one day the
rain fell as thick as black oil and in her heart she knew something was wrong
she went running through the orchards screaming "no God don't take him from me"
and by the time she got there she feared he already had gone she got to where
he lay watercolored roses in his hands for her she through them down screaming
"damn you man don't leave me with nothing left behind but these cold paintings
these cold portraits to remind me" he said "love I only leave a little try to
understand I've put my soul in this life we've created with these four hands
Love I leave but only a little this world holds me still my body may die now
but these paintings are real." So many seasons came and many seasons went and
many tmes she saw her loves face watering flowers talking to trees and singing
to his children and when the wind blew she knew he was listening and how he
always seemed to laugh along and how he seemed to hold her when she was crying
cause they
were painters and they had painted themselves a lovely world eighty yesrs an
old lady now sitting on the front porch watching the clouds go by they remind
her of her lover how he left her and of times long ago when she used color
carelessly painted his portrait a thousand times or maybe just his smile and
she and her canvas would follow him wherever he may go yes her and her canvas
still follow cause they were painters and they had painted themselves a lovely
world.
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You can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
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