“Painting Pictures”

Painting Pictures live at UMmm It’s Music
The desert's cold tonight, the moon hangs high above me
You grip my pillow tight and hum along while I sing
You keep painting pictures, I keep writing songs
About how I won't miss her when I come back home 

They say the writings on the wall 
But you keep painting pictures, painting pictures
All night long

The City in the Pines, Hotel Monte Vista
I count the highway miles to drown out the distance
The blood spilled on your canvas, my words hang from a wire
Flowers left suspended for another life. 

 They say the writings on the wall
But you keep painting pictures, painting pictures
All night long

This westward wind keeps blowing 
Our words into the sky 
Split tongues leave words unspoken 
And I don't ask why

We walk down San Francisco, your hand locked tight in mine
You're quoting Casablanca, I stumble through my lines
"Here's looking at you kid," the gin is running low
I stare into the sunset thinking thoughts you'll never know

They say the writings on the wall
But you keep painting pictures, painting pictures
All night long

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