Last Opus

Like an ancient painting past its prime
You're the only picture in my mind
And you're sleeping so peacefully
In a far-off world where you were mine
And in the quiet hours of the dark
There's a statue of you in my yard
Made of pinecones and a honeydew
I'll spend a lifetime resurrecting you
And you're the opus I'm never to write again
Never to finish in the end
And you're the masterpiece lost inside my head
Never to sound
Never to sound again
And I have tried to paint your eyes once more
But I can never capture their true form
Still I see you and I feel you
'Til my paintbrush splatters to the floor
And you're the opus I'm never to write again
Never to finish in the end
You're the masterpiece lost inside my head
Never to sound
Never to sound again



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Ziman
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