Art In Me

Art In Me Lyrics

Song Art In Me
Artist Jars of Clay
Album Jars Of Clay
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作词 : Haseltine, Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk, speak of dream's descent
Washed away by storms to graves, of cynical lament
Dirty canvases, to call my own
Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
In your picture book
I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
Plead to everyone, "See the art in me"
See the art in me
See the art in me
Broken stained glass windows, the fragments ramble on
Tales of broken souls, an' eternity's been won
As critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
In your picture book
I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony(Every move you compose a symphony)
You plead to everyone, "See the art in me"(See the art in me)
See the art in me(See the art in me)
See the art in me
In your picture book
I'm trying hard to see(Oh trying hard to see)
Turning endless pages of this tragedy(Oh)
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony(Compose a symphony)
You plead to everyone, "See the art in me"(See the art in me)
See the art in me(See the art in me)
See the art in me(See the art in me)
See the art in me
zuo ci : Haseltine, Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk, speak of dream' s descent
Washed away by storms to graves, of cynical lament
Dirty canvases, to call my own
Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
Plead to everyone, " See the art in me"
See the art in me
See the art in me
Broken stained glass windows, the fragments ramble on
Tales of broken souls, an' eternity' s been won
As critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony Every move you compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, " See the art in me" See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see Oh trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy Oh
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony Compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, " See the art in me" See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me
zuò cí : Haseltine, Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk, speak of dream' s descent
Washed away by storms to graves, of cynical lament
Dirty canvases, to call my own
Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
Plead to everyone, " See the art in me"
See the art in me
See the art in me
Broken stained glass windows, the fragments ramble on
Tales of broken souls, an' eternity' s been won
As critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony Every move you compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, " See the art in me" See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me
In your picture book
I' m trying hard to see Oh trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy Oh
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony Compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, " See the art in me" See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me See the art in me
See the art in me
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