Written and performed by Dwayne Haggins
Lyrics
The artist deep in thought painting portraits of old friends
Painted streams of a crooked mess are jagged in the end
Along the walls of lonely halls hang past and future man
The artist in a painted world where memories withstand
At once there was a mountain standing tall with fields of green
Then came in the blistering cold with flakes you've never seen
No more wondering through the lushful trees draped along the sides
The leaves flew off and took a chance upon the merry go ride
And if comfort of such loneliness was a river in the sky
The fish would all have died from the river running dry
Now a canyon of unfriendliness, a battle with his mind
The artist deep in thought painting portraits of old times
The artist deep in thought painting portraits of old friends
Painted streams of a crooked mess are jagged in the end
Along the walls of empty halls hangs nothing but torment
The artist in a painted world wonders where the color went