No One Overnight

I see your canvas is blank again, my dear.
A modern artist that you've become.
Your achromatic masterpiece is here.
Your wrist moves gracefully, but the bristles sway without a fear.

For there's no touch from there to here.
I couldn't see, but now it's clear.

How can you start to paint the future and all the hues that it could bring?
Colorful views and vivid pictures.
How can you see anything without the light
When you've become no one overnight?
When you've become no one overnight.

You used invisible paint for yourself, my dear
Then went to smear me with permanence.
I didn't question or dare to interfere;
Just kept you near me, should you need to direct my stance.

I was your still-life reference point:
An idle mass to disappoint.

How can you start to paint the future and all the hues that it could bring?
Colorful views and vivid pictures.
How can you see anything without the light
When you've become no one overnight?
When you've become no one overnight.
When you've become no one
When you've become no one
When you've become no one overnight.