Chasing Inspiration

I got an empty piece of paper
I'm chasing inspiration in an empty space
Then in that space I start to see simple elucidation
And my creation staring back at me
Voice of Indigo:
"...I could paint in the nothingness by simply moving my
hand around. I could think of a colour and there it
would be. Using my finger as a paintbrush I could paint
all kinds of things. I painted trees and flowers and
birds and animals and bees and rainbows and clouds.
And everything I painted came to life as soon as
I'd finished.
It was amazing.
I started to get into it. I spent hours…days…who
knows how long I spent but I made everything just
how I'd like it to be in my ideal world. There was
no pollution, no busy streets, no cars rushing about.
I made it absolutely perfect and being from my mind
I felt sure that I could make this place last forever
and I could live here making everything exactly as
I wanted it to be."
I got an empty piece of paper
I'm chasing inspiration in an empty space
In that space I start to see
Simple elucidation
And my creation staring back at me
Searching my expression
Looking for direction and a starting place
Standing there in front of me
Dancing hallucinations
And my creation, there for all to see
Striving for perfection
To make a big impression on a waiting world
Everything I want to be
Mutual appreciation
For my creation and all that it could be