Camille Claudel
Take some dirt, some mud and clay
And turn it into something worth your while
Grab a hammer and strike it down
For it's too much for you
Two stone figures do a waltz
Round and round and round a pedestal
Incredible indivisible irretrievable bits and pieces
All across the workshop floor
But if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
Camille Claudel, buried where no one knew
Come here, Claudel, buried where no one knew
Made of the same thing as before
But now it can no longer be adored
Bronze covered berries grow out of the ground
Harder than the dirt above
And these sprouting berries and burial rites
Pull out your hair
Against all your wishes to your mother and your brother
They sent you there
And if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
And if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
Camille Claudel, buried where no one knew
Come here, Claudel, buried where no one knew
Oh if you knew all the things you had
If you knew all the things you had
If you knew all the things you had
You'd be glad, to know that you're known here
And they say getting old is a bad thing
But isn't that the goal in the end?
The goal for you was the art you made
And to call it a home
But you failed in your final mission
Because those statues that you built
Ended up on the floor
All turned to bits
In one of your schizophrenic fits
Paul was a poet and you were an artist
Corinthians, the poets
They'll listen to him but not to you
Paul was a poet and you were an artist
Corinthians, the poets
They'll listen to him but not to you
What would we be without art?
Just animals with souls
And we've been gifted free will
And thats why there's evil in the world
And thats why people who deserve the most
Sometimes get nothing at all
Nothing at all except a couple songs about her
Head hits door
Waltzing across the moors
In her eyes, she wants to cry
But then she said: see you again
Door hits head
Horse head in my bed
Ask here where she's going
I'm heading for the door
Oh but then she said: see you again
If you knew all the things you, you had
If you knew all the things you...
Uoy ot ton tub mih ot netsil ll'yeht steop eht
snaihtniroc tsitra na erew uoy dna teop a saw luaP
And turn it into something worth your while
Grab a hammer and strike it down
For it's too much for you
Two stone figures do a waltz
Round and round and round a pedestal
Incredible indivisible irretrievable bits and pieces
All across the workshop floor
But if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
Camille Claudel, buried where no one knew
Come here, Claudel, buried where no one knew
Made of the same thing as before
But now it can no longer be adored
Bronze covered berries grow out of the ground
Harder than the dirt above
And these sprouting berries and burial rites
Pull out your hair
Against all your wishes to your mother and your brother
They sent you there
And if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
And if you tried to section me, then I'll section you
Camille Claudel, buried where no one knew
Come here, Claudel, buried where no one knew
Oh if you knew all the things you had
If you knew all the things you had
If you knew all the things you had
You'd be glad, to know that you're known here
And they say getting old is a bad thing
But isn't that the goal in the end?
The goal for you was the art you made
And to call it a home
But you failed in your final mission
Because those statues that you built
Ended up on the floor
All turned to bits
In one of your schizophrenic fits
Paul was a poet and you were an artist
Corinthians, the poets
They'll listen to him but not to you
Paul was a poet and you were an artist
Corinthians, the poets
They'll listen to him but not to you
What would we be without art?
Just animals with souls
And we've been gifted free will
And thats why there's evil in the world
And thats why people who deserve the most
Sometimes get nothing at all
Nothing at all except a couple songs about her
Head hits door
Waltzing across the moors
In her eyes, she wants to cry
But then she said: see you again
Door hits head
Horse head in my bed
Ask here where she's going
I'm heading for the door
Oh but then she said: see you again
If you knew all the things you, you had
If you knew all the things you...
Uoy ot ton tub mih ot netsil ll'yeht steop eht
snaihtniroc tsitra na erew uoy dna teop a saw luaP
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Writer(s): Caleb Ahmad Burhan
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