Lyrics:
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
Let go darlin'
I can feel the night wind call
Guess I'd better go
I like you more than half as much
As I love your Spanish moss
Spanish moss
Ridin' down the canyon, to watch the sun go down
A picture, that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle lowin' on the mountain side
I hear
the image of Alberta
The side street near Chicago
The grim beauty of Toronto
He is an artist
He is an artist
He is an artist painting sistine
the image of Alberta
The side street near Chicago
The grim beauty of Toronto
He is an artist
He is an artist
He is an artist painting Sistine
When I go out with artists
They talk about language and the Cubists and the Dadaists
And I try to catch their meanings
And keep up with all
Pictures of people taking
Pictures of people taking
Pictures of people taking pictures
I pictured us at the end of time
Just holding up a camera
how I am?
The artist's impression I don't understand
Mental thoughts without vision
A division - hence the expression
A distorted picture
I’m gonna move to San Francisco
And watch all the hip young
Artists struggle with their rent
Ooh I’m gonna be one of them
I’m gonna find a pale
picture of me's
Gotta be an aerial view
Now my doctor tells me
There's just one thing left to do--
Grapefruit Diet (Diet)
Throw out the pizza and beer
Come to send not condescend
Transcendental consequences to transcend...
Where we are...Who are we? Who we are...
Trampled moss on your souls...
I found a picture of a grave
Covered in moss
The information
The name and date
Misspelt
Engraved
"Herein lies an empty gallery"
It's arbitrary
the moss
Move with the moss
Move with the moss
We move with the moss
Move with the moss
Move with the moss
We move with the moss
Move with the moss
Move with
(Verse 1)
I saw Your picture hanging on the wall
Just an artist rendering that was all
The way You looked down in Your agony
Jogged my memory
picture the floor rising up to support you
And sink into the back of the bed that's behind you
Too much of your energy is in front and above you"
.
I paint a picture for you.
I am the artist.
Wendy had a dog and a daughter
She married to man wearin’ black.
Said she had to go out for a walk one
There are stars in the southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight and moss in the trees
Down the seven bridges road
I have loved you
I'm an artist honey
You'll see me sometimes
Making crazy pictures out of music and rhymes
Costume changes perform with poise
Dancing in
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White faced cattle lowing
Moss Piglet is so small and microscopic. (Moss Piglet)
Moss Piglet swims around like they just don't care. (Moss Piglet)
cnd when I need someone
a poet, so that I could express,
What I, what I like to say,
I wish I was an artist, so that I could paint a picture
Of how I feel, how I feel today,
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