We can't deny the signs clearly showing the times are changing Floods rise and comets fly Is this the end? Is judgment nigh?
Drawing lines and colours true and fair I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes, that's the painter's soul and mind My hands are guided by a force some would call divine A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it
I've been to foreign lands in north and south where legends dwell But perfect harmony remains a mystery, hidden well
Drawing lines and colours true and fair I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes, that's the painter's soul and mind My hands are guided by a force some would call divine A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it
Drawing lines and colours true and fair I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes, that's the painter's soul and mind My hands are guided by a force some would call divine
I see the world through different eyes, that's the painter's soul and mind My hands are guided by a force some would call divine A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it