Текст песни Pictures - Ruben Hultman

I tend to fall in love with pictures
Holding portraits of a better day
Illusions painted in glitter
Holding emotions I can say
I′ll never ever feel

I wonder if the mad man cried
When he felt the weight of his heartache
Or what the painter did
When his brushes broke with his canvas yet untouched

Illuminate, distort, exaggerate
Try to fill the space within the frame

I tend to fall in love with pictures
Holding portraits of a better day
Illusions painted in glitter
Holding emotions I can say
I'll never ever feel
For real

I wonder how the photographer felt
When he saw cracks all over his lens
Or what the sculptor said
When his sculpture bursted in to flames

Colour, lines, proportion of some sort
Construct me an illusion worth dying for

I tend to fall in love with pictures
Holding portraits of a better day
Illusions painted in glitter
Holding emotions I can say
I′ll never ever feel

I try to break out of the box
I cannot think, stuck in between
These walls
As I see my colours fading
I try to grasp my soul as it's slowly leaving me

I tend to fall in love with pictures
Holding portraits of a better day
Illusions painted in glitter
Holding emotions I can say
I'll never ever feel