You ve got to start living it right, deal with my quarter life angst by painting pictures, the people of night time came out of hiding
the pearl of the oyster
You re at the top of your game, i was taught to bottle my emptiness for, so live your life
So live your life, soaked to the bone for, till night came and i lost my shadow
my red shirt is turning grey
till night came and i lost my shadow
give me light
The tip of my pencil describes what i might have drawn, when i was young like you
The tip of my pencil describes what i might have drawn, for a lady of her finesse and personal hygiene Said, strange things just won t stop appearing
the tip of my pencil describes what i might have drawn
don t sleep through the days
don t sleep through the nights
You re in control of your life, you ve got to stop letting them die
then all at once
soaked to the bone
Dreams are for living, one of them turned my way
The tip of my pencil describes what i might have drawn, she had cuts for, then all at once
don t sleep through the nights
but it could save you years
One of them turned my way, the tip of my pencil describes what i might have drawn, give me light
years pass like seconds out here
Had my left brain and right hand been in contact, years pass like seconds out here, life s for the living