Still life

 

Colors are the future

But you brush them off your face

Perspectives are getting further

Away from your safe place

 

Your palette holds the hand that paints your life

And lets your nothing become something

 

CHORUS:

You could lead a still life

or you could lead the way

but you won't 'cause you don't think

you're standing tall

you could lead a still life

or you could lead the way

but you can't 'cause you don't see

yourself at all

 

the final touch is early

you hang it on your wall

it dies there, living dusty

but you're bravest as you fall

 

your palette holds the hand that paints your life

and lets your nothing become something

 

(chorus)

 

break

 

you could lead a still life

or you could lead the way

you could ride the still life

or you could ride the wave

 

(chorus)

 

 

 

2003   (Robert West)