Portrait Lyrics

Madness lives in his brain but he can't deal with the pain

So he's judged and branded insane

His heart's splattered on the wall

Crumbling the stones

From rejection now he is sure

After painting the moon from grace you feel too soon

From grace you have fallen too soon

Like a rose in bloom from grace you feel too soon

From grace you have fallen too soon

Wrapped up in the watercolour

He's lost all of his power

What has he taken from life?

Now the palette is dry

And he's said his last goodbyes

What have you taken from love?

After painting the moon from grace you feel too soon

From grace you have fallen too soon

Like a rose in bloom from grace you feel too soon

From grace you have fallen too soon

And through the pictures I paint I turn my back and look away

The dreams and colours all now fading the world I see is all now grey

And all along I would carry on

All along it was a self-portrait a self portrait