Lyrics

I am a work of art
Shapes and colours shifting
I move from day to day
Trying to capture every moment in a frame

Every moment?s lost
Just as soon as it is born
There?s too little time
To frame them all
I just can't frame them all

It?s so easy to conform
To let them all pass by
But I won?t let them go
I need them

When I am very old
I want to have a gallery
Full of memories
Of moments I suspended there in time

But I?m so very tired
And numb to all around me
Bruised from fighting time
A prisoner of this narcissistic mind

It?s so easy to conform
To let these moments all pass by
But I wan?t let them go
I need them

I am a work of art
Shapes and colours shifting constantly
But as the colours fade
I fear that I?ll have nothing worth a frame

I could have a life
If I weren?t so busy framing