Imagine your brain as a
Canister filled with ink
Yeah, now think of your body
As the pen where the ink resides
Fuse the two; KAPOW!
What are you now?
You're the human magic marker, won't you
Please surprise my eyes?
It's in your nature,
You can paint whatever picture
You like no matter what
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
So modify this third rock from the sun
By painting myriads of pictures
With the colors of one
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
Would, in the blink of an eye,
Manifest and become illustrated
You'd be sure man that every
Line drawn reflected a life that you loved
Not an existence that you hated
So, must we demonstrate that
We can't get it straight?
We've painted a picture,
Now we're drowning in paint
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
Before the picture we painted
Chews us up and spits us out
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Redefine
Canister filled with ink
Yeah, now think of your body
As the pen where the ink resides
Fuse the two; KAPOW!
What are you now?
You're the human magic marker, won't you
Please surprise my eyes?
It's in your nature,
You can paint whatever picture
You like no matter what
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
So modify this third rock from the sun
By painting myriads of pictures
With the colors of one
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
Would, in the blink of an eye,
Manifest and become illustrated
You'd be sure man that every
Line drawn reflected a life that you loved
Not an existence that you hated
So, must we demonstrate that
We can't get it straight?
We've painted a picture,
Now we're drowning in paint
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about
Before the picture we painted
Chews us up and spits us out
I'm sick of painting in black and white
My pen is dry, now I'm uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
Redefine
Lyrics submitted by jarsofglitter, edited by Metalhead88, Nathan4564, ChubbyHuggs, metalmars
"Redefine" as written by Mark S. Jordan Incubus
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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I think this song is about a REAL person, not an imaginary friend. Somebody depressed with a lot of mental shit going on, and the one person that helps them pull through:
Somebody to make me feel whole again
(my life gets better)
Somebody to make me want to love again
(my life gets better)
Somebody to make me see the sun again
(my life gets better)
Somebody to hold me, hold me
Until this life feels better
Every time I fall
And every time I lose control
You help me, you save me
And every time I lose myself
You find me, redefine me
And every time I hate myself
You love me, forgive me
And every time I lose myself
You find me, redefine me
Yep. definately about a person helping another person pull through a tough time. i think i'm a'gonna go print this and stick it in my buddy's locker.