Sunder Blue - The Painter Lyrics

They say your home is in the sky now
They say you dream among the clouds now
Seldom found the time to be yourself
Your brushes collecting dust on a shelf

So memory dont fail her now
The road's hard to make out in this haze

Paintings hanging down the halls
Give me a chance to see what it was that you saw
Your life hanging on these walls
Sometimes i feel the warmth of summer through the cloth

They say your home is in the sky now
I mean what more could you tell a child
All this talk of what remains
As the preacher speaks of dust and ashes

Paintings hanging down the halls
Give me a chance to see the world that you saw
Your dreams hanging on these walls
Sometimes i think i hear your voice slip through the cloth

Leaves are taken by the wind
Colour this town red
Summer persists within these frames
I want to believe it did for you too

In a painted sky, a painted cloud
A brief respite for a tainted soul
A handdrawn field now covered in frost
And so i'm reminded of all that we have lost

And so i'm reminded
How could i possibly have understood?
How could i possibly have known?
How could i possibly have known?
Did it need to be so
Did it need to be so cold?
Wanted me to see...
How could i possibly have known?

Didn't have to, didn't have to, no...