Call It Art

Dark suburban alley lit
By soft computer lights
Chords becoming
Demons, angles, sprites

Have some coffee brother
It'll help you sing
Notes that morph
Into a silver string

The glare of our own wishes
Returns to spark the night
Minds have been uncovered
By some breaking-free new heart
People call it madness
But we will call it art
We will call it art

Words that we are writing
Were whispered by the gods
Something new to carry
New to hold

Departed all known places
The trail of who we'd been
To dig new spaces
In the soul and skin

The glare of our own wishes
Returns to spark the night
Minds have been uncovered
By some breaking-free new heart
People call it madness
But we will call it art
We will call it art

See, there is no wrong or right
A journey to find our inner light
With a hungry state of mind
We hope you find it too
For us it's holy music
It's a prophecy for you

The glare of our own wishes
Returns to spark the night
Minds have been uncovered
By some breaking-free new heart
People call it madness
But we will call it art
We will call it art
We will call it art



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Goldstein, Pinchas Gurfil
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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