Lyrics:
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
Grace
A piece of canvas is only the beginning for
It takes on character with every loving stroke
This thing of beauty is the passion of an Artist's
he's been praying for me
Every day and for some reason it's been weighing on my mind heavy
'Cause I don't read every letter I get
But something told
the past ten years
I wake up every day trying
To give something back to
You that you can rock to and be proud of
Ten years later I am still the same
Kid
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
He'll be rewarded for never maturing
For never understanding or learning
That every day can't be about him
Every breath you take
And every move you make
Every bond you break, every step you take
I'll be watchin' you
Every single day
And every word you
disrespectful to inspiration and we
As musicians have to inspire
People who go to work every day and they
Listen to that Beyoncé album and
They feel like it
Takes
Taking the day on Sunday
After the dreary week is dead
Getting away on Sunday
Brightens the dreary week ahead
Everyone's on display on Sunday
Don't you understand what that means?
It means quit lusting after your neighbor
That's a heck of a life
You get to love your children in front
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that
shine
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Gonna let
(half your breath)
I know you still livin' your life after death
Every step I take
Every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I'll be
and I just can't let go
Day after day there's a voice deep inside me
Day after day there's the ghost of a lie
Every belief that has come back to find
the poet's every word
Every artist's picture
Every writer's play
You are the glow in every night
You are the warmth in each sunrise
Makes no difference
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
You live in a time of decay
When the worth of a man is how much he can play
Every day all the public must know
Where you are, what you do
Cause
to bet you don't last a year
The plan was to set the world on fire
But it rains every day on the line
In happy town
Happy town
Happy town
Repeat
willing to bet you don't last a year
The plan was to set the world on fire
But it rains every day on the line
In happy town
Happy town
Happy town
Every day's a holiday in Paris
Every day's a Paris holiday
Spring has painted all the boulevards
So they'll look like pretty postal cards
Every
Every day's a holiday in Paris
Every day's a Paris holiday
Spring has painted all the boulevards
So they'll look like pretty postal cards
Every
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