Lyrics Painter, Painter - Gabriel Moreno

Painter, painter, painter you got it all wrong
You strived to capture the body and neglected the soul
And who is gonna paint the thoughts that sever my sleep
When I am alone with the bottle and all of my sins

You searched for a truth but you favoured your eyes, painter
Painter, paint with your mind

Painter, painter, painter you are not Oscar Wilde
He knew the body is a vessel with Krakens inside
And who will paint the flower when it's still in a vase
The truth is bitter and sour but it's good for the heart

You search for the truth but you favour your eyes
Painter, painter, paint with your mind

Painter, painter, painter, you were born with a curse
The will to be wanted, adored and caressed
But remember Rodin the genius of clay
He captured the thoughts of beggars and slaves

You search for a truth but you search with your eyes, painter
Painter please paint with your mind, please paint with your mind