The Painter
Johnny Duke
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Sometimes my mind falls flat Through the cracks in the seems Taking the time to lose Myself in the dream I keep tracing the lines That weave through the page Following each stroke as the memories take shape Consider me a painter If you consider me at all It wasn't always pretty But I painted what I saw The beauty, the sorrow And the struggle to be free Consider me a painter when you consider me Down the Arno's banks we strolled My brother and I Notes of the saxophone rang And we laughed till we cried Walking Divinci's streets With wide open minds With our gaze towards the sun No reason to hide Consider me a painter If you consider me at all It wasn't always pretty But I painted what I saw The beauty, the sorrow And the shadows in-between Consider me a painter when you consider me
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Written by: Jarrod Dickenson, John Lippincott
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