Olana (Remastered LP Version) - 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 niagara
To where we stand today
I drew the great creations of my master
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
I traded them all for you
She came to me one night
While I was tossing in my dreams
She said shed give my family protection
I recall the night I died
Beneath her arches and her beams
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
Home
I was lost until olana
How sweet the sound
How sweet the sound
How sweet the sound
They say my final masterpiece
Was this house upon the hill