Take the train and head up north, leave behind the city smoke
A century in black and white will slowly fade into countryside
The village is paradise, an artist's secret isle
And there you are, standing afar
And there you are, painting the stars
Knocked next door, sought turpentine, took you downstairs and bought you wine
I left Spain, you the Low Lands, the two of us with clammy hands
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
How can you paint winds, make clouds and skies spin, see it all through and beyond?
I sit on the same fields, I hear the same birds sing, but all that I do is just wrong
You looked at my canvas with muted eyes, said a few words I can't memorize
The cross fell down, I pulled it up, my story ends where yours just starts
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
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Take the train and head up north, leave behind the city smoke
A century in black and white will slowly fade into countryside
The village is paradise, an artist's secret isle
And there you are, standing afar
And there you are, painting the stars
Knocked next door, sought turpentine, took you downstairs and bought you wine
I left Spain, you the Low Lands, the two of us with clammy hands
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
How can you paint winds, make clouds and skies spin, see it all through and beyond?
I sit on the same fields, I hear the same birds sing, but all that I do is just wrong
You looked at my canvas with muted eyes, said a few words I can't memorize
The cross fell down, I pulled it up, my story ends where yours just starts
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
A century in black and white will slowly fade into countryside
The village is paradise, an artist's secret isle
And there you are, standing afar
And there you are, painting the stars
Knocked next door, sought turpentine, took you downstairs and bought you wine
I left Spain, you the Low Lands, the two of us with clammy hands
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
How can you paint winds, make clouds and skies spin, see it all through and beyond?
I sit on the same fields, I hear the same birds sing, but all that I do is just wrong
You looked at my canvas with muted eyes, said a few words I can't memorize
The cross fell down, I pulled it up, my story ends where yours just starts
We drag easels in the sun, the summer's just begun
And here I am, I do what I can
And here I am, a lateral man
Writer: Ettore Recchi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid