I took a picture of you?
One last breath for this dying camera
It's been faithful, it's been true
If you're blinded by the light
Some things are better seen without your sight
So wipe the stars from your eyes
Take a second look, another try
You should always try another time
You should always look a second time
And then I'll turn around and
Take a knife to my ear
Separate it from my head
It's helped me hear all I wanted to hear
But in agreement with Van Gogh
An artist in pain's on another plateau
In addition, the muse of my blood
Is second only to she they call "love"
It's the sirens' song that inspires me
The sirens' song that murders me
So I'll be blind and deaf
My tongue will be all that's left
And my fingers, that create the art
Spill paint all over my canvassed heart
Blind and deaf but still a master
The artist is the answer
So a song from my lips is
An anthem written ust for you
They'll play this one with horns and strings
An orchestra and a Broadway debut
But if you don't like the fame
Get witness protection and change your name
Some women are never really concrete
They're more of just an alluring idea
So if you'd like to put on an act
We'll convince them all the art is abstract
And I'll be the best at keeping your secret
Blind and deaf and smoking a cigarette
Like a true artist, finally poetic
Only I see you
I'm the true aesthetic