A Song for the Portrait on the Wall

There's a portrait of my grandfather
The part of me that I will never meet
I heard he liked to play alone in bars of Italy and Rome
I've heard he's not a man you'd like to meet

And there is a map up on my wall
Of places I think now ill never see
But ill hang it above my bed and every time I rest my head
Ill dream of the mountains and the sea

I've still got your book sat on my shelf
It's twisted and it's torn at the seam
And it's pages move no more and it's words dance to no chords
Just part of you that I must always keep

And there's a song about an ancient lover
A song about the beast inside of me
But when you've got no clever rhymes
And you're tired all the time
You need a song to pass some of this time
I wrote a song to pass some of this time



Credits
Writer(s): Paperboy
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