Текст песни Misc Unsigned Bands - Rezonate - Canvas

Put Capo on 1 and transpose down to make it easier.

Tuning out of starlight the innocent lifetime flickers and flashes onto a canvas, no. nobody seems
worth it, while the feeling's sophisticated, the view is so restrained, the past is nearing closer and closer
I fear, so let's just cut the bullshit, and tell me who's independent, thumbs twiddling and your life's
escaping your mind keep in mind that the air aint free as it used to be but that quite alright when you're
still eighteen. It seems, to be. And I'll tell you who's overrated, what's a beautiful person with some
hideous dreams? While the lining isn't silver, we're verging on the side of the road that'll take us home
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The edge of us is getting weighed. Read about your life in the local paper.
Realise, the end of us is getting near, you're just a droplet of paint trickled off your canvas
delirious illusions flowing backwards through a river of colour while we analyse and try see it clearer
secretly appealing to a lonely prisoner. And now what's your vision?
Initiate your shading blend the universe in time. It only gets a little easier,
suddenly piece yourself back together now. So what's your vision?

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And I don't want to have to give a damn about you, or your inhibitions
After all, you're the one who taught me love, was not, for everybody
however, I'm starting to see this world, in the right light, yet it still gets darker
You see, it's just a simple symphony, or a painting, whatever.
It's a natural path, expands infinity, but my world is crumbling
let it collapse, into the abyss, in the midst of summer it won't exist
This emptiness, it's just a blank slate, waiting for a painter to interfere
It's quite complex, but what do I know?

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