Create Your Art!
He gives you sunset skies,
Painting with blisters and sweaty sighs
She’s just a cinema attendant on the side,
She’s got a melody that's cooking in her mind
And they could have all walked away a thousand times and a thousand more
And we never would've seen the way that sweat, and tears turns into gold
What’s left if they’ve given up, just given up?
What if we lost all the ones who create?
Your Art
Create Your Art
Create Your Art
Your Art
Your Art
Power cut out on the seamstress again
Her candles are dim, but her vision is bright.
They open their hearts just like a home
They see your footprints and you feel less alone
What’s left if they’ve given up, just given up?
What if we lost all the ones who create?
Your Art
Create Your Art
Your Art
Create Your Art
Translate what you’ve been feeling
Bring it into being
Open up the vessel
Woo me, shock me, wrestle
It don’t matter if you fail- sail
And ride that wind
And ride that wind
