its amazing how far music can come.. 24 years after it released and its one of the most heartfelt songs ive heard
The artist's palette falls
The paint is spilled with blood
Someone shot him down
Left him without a soul
His body's laid to rest
And underground he'll stay
With hopes to resurrect
And live again another day
Now they decide who lives and dies, now
His peers won't come around
They're too disgraced to face
Another soldier down
His life's work a waste
And now these walls are bare
No one pretends to care
A distant memory
His másterpiece inn disrepair
Now they decide who lives and dies
Now they will hold you back
They will hold you back
They will hold you
We stand tall and illuminate
We fight through and prevail
We don't stop where you'd be giving up
We won't ever fail
A martyr takes his hand
To make him live again
With savage sleight of hand
He'll force his legs to stand
A sick and gutless joke
A serenading hoax
Interrupted peace
A waste of time
A pathetic excuse for hope
The sleepless nights have no compassion
And the dreams that come aren't true
A charade of lies unconscious
With so much left to be proved
But the sun will rise and fall again
And the nights will start to shorten
The memories will fade into darkness
You can't let it go
Bur your world is turned upside down
It's a panic you can't release
Once you have it, you just can't
Ever ignore it
That's when you realize your best
Days are behind you
And all you ever live for is regret
You can't take it away (you)
You can't take it away (you)
The paint is spilled with blood
Someone shot him down
Left him without a soul
His body's laid to rest
And underground he'll stay
With hopes to resurrect
And live again another day
Now they decide who lives and dies, now
His peers won't come around
They're too disgraced to face
Another soldier down
His life's work a waste
And now these walls are bare
No one pretends to care
A distant memory
His másterpiece inn disrepair
Now they decide who lives and dies
Now they will hold you back
They will hold you back
They will hold you
We stand tall and illuminate
We fight through and prevail
We don't stop where you'd be giving up
We won't ever fail
A martyr takes his hand
To make him live again
With savage sleight of hand
He'll force his legs to stand
A sick and gutless joke
A serenading hoax
Interrupted peace
A waste of time
A pathetic excuse for hope
The sleepless nights have no compassion
And the dreams that come aren't true
A charade of lies unconscious
With so much left to be proved
But the sun will rise and fall again
And the nights will start to shorten
The memories will fade into darkness
You can't let it go
Bur your world is turned upside down
It's a panic you can't release
Once you have it, you just can't
Ever ignore it
That's when you realize your best
Days are behind you
And all you ever live for is regret
You can't take it away (you)
You can't take it away (you)
Lyrics submitted by SpaceBound1613
The Artist Lyrics as written by Shane Told Neil Boshart
Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
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The Artist's pallete falls, the paint is spilled with blood. Someone's shot him down, left him without his soul. His body's laid to rest and underground he'll stay. With hopes to resurrect and live again another day. Now they decide who lives and dies
His peers won't come around, they're too disgraced to face, Another soldier down, his life's work a waste. And now these walls are bare, no one pretends to care, A distant memory, his masterpiece in disrepair. Now, they decide who lives, and dies. They will hold you back.
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A martyr takes his hand to make him live again. With savage sleight of hand he'll force his legs to stand. A sick and gutless joke, a serenading hoax. Interrupted peace, a waste of time, a pathetic excuse for hope.
The sleepless nights have no compassion, And the dreams that come aren't true. A charade of lies unconscious, and so much left to be proved. But the sun will rise and fall again, an the nights will start to shorten. The memories will fade into darkness. You can't let it go.
But your world is turned upside down. It's a panic you can't release. Once you have it you just can't ever ignore it. That's when you realize your best days are behind you. And all you'l ever live for is regret. You can't take it away.