[Verse] Brush in hand the clock’s ticking fast Colors clash and shadows cast A little blue a little red A world is born where nothing's said [Chorus] A 30 minute painting every day No time to stop no time to play Lines that twist and shapes that sway A masterpiece in its own messy way [Verse 2] The sun dips low the light grows thin I splash the sky let the stars begin Drips of gold streak through the haze The canvas sings in a hundred ways [Prechorus] It’s not perfect but it’s mine A crooked heart a crooked line [Chorus] A 30 minute painting every day No time to stop no time to play Lines that twist and shapes that sway A masterpiece in its own messy way [Bridge] Who needs a gallery when walls will do I paint the ceiling I paint the shoes The art is fleeting the feeling stays In every streak in every glaze
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