Canvas

Tuning out of starlight, the innocent lifetime flickers and flashes onto a canvas
No, nobody seems worth it
While the feeling's sophisticated, the view is so restrained
The past is nearing closer, and closer I fear
So let's just cut the bullshit, and tell me who's independent
Thumbs twiddling and your life's escaping your mind
Keep in mind, well the air ain't as free as it used to be but that's quite alright while you're still eighteen.

It seems, to be, and i'll tell you who's overrated
What's a beautiful person with some hideous dreams?
While the lining isn't silver, we're verging on the side of the road, that'll take us home
The edge of us is getting weighed, read about your life in your local papers
Realize, the end of us is getting near, you're just a droplet of paint trickled off your canvas.

Delirious, illusions flowing backwards through the river of colour while we analyze to try to see it clearer
Secretly appealing to a lonely prisoner
Now what's your vision?
Initiate your shading, blend the universe together in time it only gets a little easier
Suddenly you piece yourself back together.

Now what's your vision?
And I don't wanna have to give a damn about you or your inhibitions
After all, you're the one who taught me love was not for everybody
However, I'm starting to see this world in the right light, yet it still gets darker
You see, it's just a simple symphony, or a painting?
Whatever
This unnatural path, it spans infinitely, but my world is crumbling
Let it collapse into the abyss, in the midst of summer it won't exist
This emptiness, it's just a blank slate, waiting for a painter to interfere
It's quite complex, but what do I know?