Three Ages of Poster Graces
As the stream
Erodes away
I'll stop by
Day after day
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Wearing away
Day after day
Old cardboard walls
Thin paper mache
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
Brave young soul
Ideologue of the ephemeral
Although the water makes it through
The windows and eaves
Brave heart
Won't be wrested from your sleeve
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
I'll come by
Day after day
I'll help
Redo the paint
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Pick it
Pick it
As the naysayers whisper
As they worm in your ears
Your friends and helpers drift
Beaten down by time and austere
Perhaps they say
It lies in your ego
Perhaps they say
You should concede
To the rivers will and the waters beat
It's coming down
Let it come down
Step outside
Your vision
Your futile dream
Disintegrates leaving no slate blank
On the river bank
Here lies a body broken off life
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
I'll be there soon
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
To make house a home
Still the stream
Erodes away
I'll stop by
Day after day
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
Erodes away
I'll stop by
Day after day
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Wearing away
Day after day
Old cardboard walls
Thin paper mache
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
Brave young soul
Ideologue of the ephemeral
Although the water makes it through
The windows and eaves
Brave heart
Won't be wrested from your sleeve
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
I'll come by
Day after day
I'll help
Redo the paint
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
Pick it
Pick it
As the naysayers whisper
As they worm in your ears
Your friends and helpers drift
Beaten down by time and austere
Perhaps they say
It lies in your ego
Perhaps they say
You should concede
To the rivers will and the waters beat
It's coming down
Let it come down
Step outside
Your vision
Your futile dream
Disintegrates leaving no slate blank
On the river bank
Here lies a body broken off life
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
I'll be there soon
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
To make house a home
Still the stream
Erodes away
I'll stop by
Day after day
Pick it up again
Pick it up again
They say it'll come down
They cheer
It'll come down on your ears
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriella Patava
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