My Art Analysis

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Max Trevisan

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So here it is
I can picture it clear as the day time
Day one, the sun rays shine
Not awake yet, in need of something
Caffeine consumption, but it's got no taste
'Cause I see this woman
And she takes my senses away
Yeah, that's right
Classroom filling but nobody came and sat next to you?
That's pretty cool, it's pretty great
Man, I woulda been a fool if I didn't take that seat, so I did
I'm glad that I did it
But the end of this story is anticlimactic
It ends mid-sentence
Doesn't look right on the page, but I guess if you have time, imagine
Maybe in the empty space
I'll do a portrait and sketch your gorgeous face
And then I'll sign in the corner with time and date
And we can go our own ways and just fly away
Good connection; burn it down
Independent; turn what hurts to sound
Father Time said, "Reverse that frown
Mother Nature gonna turn this earth around, so don't test us"

Well, it says in these callouses
This is My Art Analysis
This what hung in the balance
This is me speaking about it now

Eyes like you lit a fire on the ocean
A little pivotal when flying into motion
Now I'm lying like I'm coasting
Trying to thrive on an outpour of childish emotions
We divided like a quotient
My mind get a mile high from her potion
How can I say that I feel alive when the day that you and I die is approaching?
Pretty girl you got me living amiss
Can't contact the issue when you're in an abyss
And in a bit of a twist
I got left with a limited kiss
Cosmic scale; I want less than a minute of bliss
I guess I was in it for this
An assessment of my own fears
Because in twenty-four years
I don't got nothin' but love in my heart
I don't got nothin' but ears
You disappear from the conversation without any explanation at all
And you fell off the web and it led me to guessing
This turned into stress and it made me a mess
Don't you get it yet?
The point is that I really care
And that feelings like this for me are really rare
I mean, it's silly there was so much left to say before the summer took the chilly air
I really tried to brush it off too
But she became a ghost, so I need a new medium
My thoughts swim around like fish in a koi pond
But I don't know who's feeding them
Life is more than just questions and answers I think, but I don't have the proof
Some say it's about love, but I say it's about knowing you don't know the truth
Yeah, I don't know the truth
Maybe instead of looking for the truth we could just look in front of us
And see what there is in the present
You gotta build the future, man, you can't just wait for it
Wooo! I recorded that earlier

Yeah, well this is my art analysis
Was thinking, how could we balance this?
Some fools with no tools living answerless
The rule is the muse is the catalyst
Oh, the music is fueled by the catalyst
And sometimes it's bound by paralysis
And now my muse is just challenges
You're like a daisy, I could talk about your grace
You're missing and I never knew if something took your place
Still I pave with a flame through the nexus of time
Hoping flowers are growing in the ash left behind
I don't build if the base ain't level
I don't cry, I just change my schedule
I've got my thoughts together
My dreams, they live forever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, man

Yeah, it's a movement, and it's just sailing on
But I think it's sailing further than it needs to go
And now it's drifting out to space

Our journey started in the time before the stars
Maybe this the reason it gets easier to write when it is dark
The light is never far from retreating
We're only just an afternoon away from when the cycle starts repeating
So seize the means of discussion any way you can
Use your dreams for construction when you make a plan
Harsh world seem to crown the bad
I'm sick of those who only living to make the people around them mad
My art analysis isn't about a single issue
Just in the beginning I thought it would be written with you
Hit off the mission on a miscue
Tough break
I just envisioned a difference in what it takes
The new edition wasn't put in position to up the stakes
And now the fission is efficient in giving concussive aches
So my decision is to kick out division and pump the brakes, hold up
Now I gleam
The cut that was clean, sewed up
Found the means
Rushing won't feed your luck
Out of scenes
My bitter and sweet coda
Ground the theme until some more dreams show up...

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