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I think too much, and I’m losing touch with the scene I paint
It’s my clouded eyes ? not a broken sky ? that’s bringing on the rain
running all the colors I love into these
muddy indefinable shades of a faded life

But you
bring the beauty back to
everything you touch
Oh, my muse
you turn my gray to bright blue
when I feel the rush of longing for your brush on my skin

Too many times I mark the lines as immovable and cruel
Am I made of stone, a monochrome, a self-important fool
But running with you wild in the night along the river
your muddy fingers paint me into a masterpiece

And you
bring the beauty back to
everything you touch
Oh, my muse
you turn my gray to bright blue
when I feel the rush of longing for your brush on my skin

Tell me, can we find it again
Dust off the empty canvas within
rip it off of the frame
and stretch it across the sky:
Make a new day, a new day, a new day

You
bring the beauty back to
everything you touch
Oh, my muse
you turn my gray to bright blue
when I feel, when I feel you bring the beauty back to
everything you touch
Oh, my muse