Haunted
The artist lifts his brush up again
And paints an image of the time we would spend
Spinning stories of lives, not our own
Weaving tales of those never born
And now I look into its eyes
And they seem to stare at me (can't look away)
I feel myself drawn by its power
And it seems to come alive
(No hope now)
(The strings are struck)
(The bell is rung)
(Trouble has begun)
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
The colors spin in blues and in greys
Becoming a spiral that blots out the day
Enraptured now I can see no escape
Past and present blend into the paint
The image calls back a strong feeling
Like it always has been with me (can't look away)
Blowing me back like a gust of wind
Evoking thoughts that have long been hidden
(No hope now)
(The strings are struck)
(The bell is rung)
(Trouble has begun)
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
And paints an image of the time we would spend
Spinning stories of lives, not our own
Weaving tales of those never born
And now I look into its eyes
And they seem to stare at me (can't look away)
I feel myself drawn by its power
And it seems to come alive
(No hope now)
(The strings are struck)
(The bell is rung)
(Trouble has begun)
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
The colors spin in blues and in greys
Becoming a spiral that blots out the day
Enraptured now I can see no escape
Past and present blend into the paint
The image calls back a strong feeling
Like it always has been with me (can't look away)
Blowing me back like a gust of wind
Evoking thoughts that have long been hidden
(No hope now)
(The strings are struck)
(The bell is rung)
(Trouble has begun)
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories
The hour has come to realize
What you see is what you are
Images given life
Haunted by memories of you
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