Famous Old Painters

Liberty has led the people
down the tunnel
Deep in the heart
of glowing red ink

My mind is hurting,
my heart is breaking
When did they have
the time to think?

Oh,
those famous old painters
Got nothing on me
Those famous old painters
Still caterwaul,
all, all

The sun glows hot,
the stars are misty
Doctor Gachet
has called it a day

My mind is bursting,
up to the seams
Caught in the museum
inside my dreams

Those famous old painters
Got nothing on me
Those famous old painters
And they caterwaul,
all, all, all...

Signs etched
in the distance
Covered in oils
and turpentine

Flushed over with color,
shading and details
Only a fool could find...

Oh, those famous old painters
Got nothing on me...
Those famous, famous old painters...

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It seems an age has gone and left me
In the dust and ash of time
When was the last time I had seen you
Before I was left behind?

They are all advancing on me
Their rebel yells have reached my ears
They all scream as pillars crumble
Down onto the body of ignorance and fear

I shall wait for death to take me
It is the only way to save me
Oh, love can you see me fading?
Hear my voice from far away...

I like this nice descriptions...

this is just my opinion but I think you can find a better word then "caterwaul", I don't even know what that means....lol

Originally Posted by KathyB

I like this nice descriptions...

this is just my opinion but I think you can find a better word then "caterwaul", I don't even know what that means....lol

Thank you! And yeah.. I'll have to revise it now. :P