| The Painting |
|---|
| Your eyes |
| They complete the sentence |
| They’re finishing the painting |
| Staring at me now |
| And your heart |
| It covers the country |
| And disarms our money |
| It’s bleeding for us now |
| I’m looking for a sign |
| I’ll just soon go blind |
| You’re so bright |
| You wash them all out |
| You’re so bright |
| There’s never any doubt |
| Your hands |
| They color the canvas |
| With beauty and madness |
| Revealing all our lies |
| And your hair |
| It sparks a religion |
| Of fear and decision |
| Never compromise |
| I’m looking for a sign |
| I’ll just soon go blind |
| You’re so bright |
| You wash them all out |
| You’re so bright |
| There’s never any doubt |
| You’re so bright |
| You wash them all out |
| You’re so bright |
| There’s never any doubt |
| You’re so bright |
| You wash them all, all out |
| You’re so bright |
| There’s never any doubt |
