The Artist

This song may or may not be about my sister. It's a song about an artist. Enjoy.

Her charcoaled fingers reshape the paper
As she blends our world with hers
Abstract shapes, happy and painful
And she's lost inside them all

She... she's an artist

Bent over a canvas on the floor
Her tears mix with water colors
Fruits and vegetables,
landscapes and animals
She shades the shapes that flatter her face
And swears that she'll be beautiful one day

If only
Her life
Were as beautiful as her art

Pencils and papers scattered about her
Circle scenes that shout out loud
Places she knows are better than here
Where every day's a new year

She... she's an artist

If only her life were as beautiful as her art