Marc Cohn - Olana - Remastered Lyrics

Lyrics Olana - Remastered - Marc Cohn



They say my final masterpiece
Was this house upon the hill
High above the great and mighty river.
My hand could not hold the brushes
Yes, I guess I lost my will
And you can′t keep painting paradise forever
Oh, forever.
From the Andes to Niagra
To where we stand today
I drew the great creations of my masters
'Til the oil and the canvas
Lord, I threw them all away
And traded them for stone and brick and plaster,
I traded them all for you
Traded them all for you.
She came to me one night
While I was tossing in my dreams
She said she′d give my family protection
I recall the night I died beneath her
Marches at her beat
I thanked her for the shelter and direction.
I was lost until Olana
I was lost until Olana
Oh, I've been from Jerusalem to Rome
Now I'm floating through these rooms tonight alone
And looking back on everything
All I ever wanted was a home.
I was lost until Olana
How sweet the sound, sweet the sound, sweet the sound.
They say my final masterpiece was
This house upon a hill.



Writer(s): Marc Cohn


Marc Cohn - The Very Best Of Marc Cohn [Digital Version]
Album The Very Best Of Marc Cohn [Digital Version]
date of release
06-06-2006




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