I saw you down by Bessie's Cove With your eyes to the sea unfolding to the shore I had never seen a painter on a cliff before
And there you stood in a myriad of blues With the light on your back saying 'I'm just passing through' Like nothing in the world could ever get you
You were tiny in the mountain of sky But master in the act of passing tide I saw a glimpse of the other side
Where rhythms are not skewed More of me in solitude Find a place to rest your scars The beauty of a single task Uninterrupted by it all
A brighter sun may some day shine But when hand and brush combine To mark the day and also leave it all behind
The finest morning I ever did see And I knew right then that what I saw was bliss A painter on a cliffTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.