When Canvas Starts to Burn
We can't deny the signs
Clearly showing the times are changing
Floods rise and comets fly
Is this the end?
Is judgment nigh?
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
I've been to foreign lands
In north and south where legends dwell
But perfect harmony
Remains a mystery, hidden well
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
Clearly showing the times are changing
Floods rise and comets fly
Is this the end?
Is judgment nigh?
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
I've been to foreign lands
In north and south where legends dwell
But perfect harmony
Remains a mystery, hidden well
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
Drawing lines and colours
True and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
I see the world through different eyes
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man
But I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
Credits
Writer(s): Mario Hirzinger, Georg Neuhauser, Thomas Buchberger
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