Lyrics:

This Country Is My Canvas €“
i Leave Paint Trails As I Go.
i’m Painting A Picture
that You Can Only See From Outer Space.
my Bedroom Is Your Sofa,
i Take My Breakfast On The Train.
i’m Tired And I’m Dirty, And Not A Second Goes To Waste.

i’ll Be Dead But Never Dying, And I Say That With A Smile
it’s Just My Way Of Trying To Be Alive.

well I’ll Never Get To Grey Hair
and I’ll Never Be In The Black,
but I Can Tell Stories That Most Can Hardly Dream.
dreaming Is A Luxury,
like Stopping-Staring And Beauty Sleep.
i’ll Stop When I’m Finished,
and Sleep Is For The Weak.

heaven’s In The Half-Light, And That’s Where I Reside,
a Whiskey And A Wry Smile €“
i Check My Vital Signs.

and When I’m Gone,
the Worlds Revolve, And Life Goes On,
so Mark No Grave,
forget My Name.
if The Song Remains
and Everybody’s Got A Drink And A Smile,
well, That’s Just Fine By Me.