She comes through the painting
Into this world
Born and bred by colours
With the light as her
God Following every move
I make Every step
I take is observed
Killing my thirst of longing
Far beyond the boundaries of death
I'm running down a sunlit path
Strengthened stroke by stroke
The brush, creating lives
It's like the hand of
God But this
God is the pastureland of the weak
Where we will never set foot
Life's distorted by these low-minded
Made into a dismal path
Affection sinking below horizons of disgrace
Subsequently dying, immersed in blackened ignorance
The stench of sickening hypocrisy
Hiding from the truth behind walls within
Constantly reinforcing them in this world, this world of painters
In the arms of midsummer embrace
I leave my body to the wilderness
My thoughts they fall from grace
To discover the secrets of nature
In this world, this world of painters
🎵 LRC歌词版本
She comes through the painting
Into this world
Born and bred by colours
With the light as her
God Following every move
I make Every step
I take is observed
Killing my thirst of longing
Far beyond the boundaries of death
I'm running down a sunlit path
Strengthened stroke by stroke
The brush, creating lives
It's like the hand of
God But this
God is the pastureland of the weak
Where we will never set foot
Life's distorted by these low-minded
Made into a dismal path
Affection sinking below horizons of disgrace
Subsequently dying, immersed in blackened ignorance
The stench of sickening hypocrisy
Hiding from the truth behind walls within
Constantly reinforcing them in this world, this world of painters
In the arms of midsummer embrace
I leave my body to the wilderness
My thoughts they fall from grace
To discover the secrets of nature
In this world, this world of painters
📝 纯歌词版本
She comes through the painting
Into this world
Born and bred by colours
With the light as her
God Following every move
I make Every step
I take is observed
Killing my thirst of longing
Far beyond the boundaries of death
I'm running down a sunlit path
Strengthened stroke by stroke
The brush, creating lives
It's like the hand of
God But this
God is the pastureland of the weak
Where we will never set foot
Life's distorted by these low-minded
Made into a dismal path
Affection sinking below horizons of disgrace
Subsequently dying, immersed in blackened ignorance
The stench of sickening hypocrisy
Hiding from the truth behind walls within
Constantly reinforcing them in this world, this world of painters
In the arms of midsummer embrace
I leave my body to the wilderness
My thoughts they fall from grace
To discover the secrets of nature
In this world, this world of painters
🎵 LRC歌词版本
She comes through the painting
Into this world
Born and bred by colours
With the light as her
God Following every move
I make Every step
I take is observed
Killing my thirst of longing
Far beyond the boundaries of death
I'm running down a sunlit path
Strengthened stroke by stroke
The brush, creating lives
It's like the hand of
God But this
God is the pastureland of the weak
Where we will never set foot
Life's distorted by these low-minded
Made into a dismal path
Affection sinking below horizons of disgrace
Subsequently dying, immersed in blackened ignorance
The stench of sickening hypocrisy
Hiding from the truth behind walls within
Constantly reinforcing them in this world, this world of painters
In the arms of midsummer embrace
I leave my body to the wilderness
My thoughts they fall from grace
To discover the secrets of nature
In this world, this world of painters
Now that I have captured your attention
I want to steal you for a rhythm intervention
Sh-sh-show me how you make a first impression
Oh, oh
Can we take...
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Let the telephone ring
Sense of time is a powerful thing
And we love to laugh
Love to cry
Half alive
We love to
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Walked right up and asked your name
Vodka in the afternoon
Drunk so much we left our food
Ebony now here we go moving fas...
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Crazy mama, where you been so long?
You've been hiding out, I know that's true
Crazy mama, I sure need you
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I asked my love to give me shelter
And all she offered me were dreams
That move like never ending streams
Run through the light
Now everything is alri...