The Works of You
Hang the works of you on the wall as you go
And I will carry them with me forever to show
The ways in which you changed me
The ways in which you shaped me
Here your painting
Will forever be remaining
My heart is a museum of everyone I've loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
Hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those who are
No longer with me
Sometimes I wish I could wipe the canvas clean
But what if I erase everything?
If I could just forget the pain
And let the love remain
Then I would scratch and scrape
Scrape away the paint scrape away the paint
My heart is a museum of everyone I've loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
I'll hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those
No longer with me
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?
And I will carry them with me forever to show
The ways in which you changed me
The ways in which you shaped me
Here your painting
Will forever be remaining
My heart is a museum of everyone I've loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
Hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those who are
No longer with me
Sometimes I wish I could wipe the canvas clean
But what if I erase everything?
If I could just forget the pain
And let the love remain
Then I would scratch and scrape
Scrape away the paint scrape away the paint
My heart is a museum of everyone I've loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
I'll hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those
No longer with me
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?
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