[00:19.38]The more I run the farther away it seems[00:24.26]What is green is always more than a yard away[00:29.43]Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen[00:34.45]In between what we mean and the things we say[01:00.59]I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game[01:05.55]I’m a slave to the pages I throw away[01:11.09]To create, complicate, it’s the same damn thing[01:15.93]Once it’s made, I’m too good to appreciate[01:22.29]So I try to put a little piece of myself in[01:28.78]Keep the pretty people listening[01:32.60]Keep in mind all the negatives and positives[01:38.99]Charges floatin' round the audience[01:44.71]I’m biting my tongue[01:51.92]But the words don’t come[01:54.87]I’m bi-b-b-biting my tongue[02:02.20]But the words don’t come[02:12.89]It’s in the air it’s in the atmosphere[02:17.91]I can hear but I can’t tell what it’s telling me[02:22.94]Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes[02:28.12]I’m afraid if I love it they won’t agree[02:55.21]Art is love, love is work[02:57.87]Get hurts to give yourself to it[03:00.36]Art is work, work is love[03:02.99]Reminding us why we do it[03:05.48]Art is love, love is work[03:08.03]Get hurts to give yourself to it[03:10.63]Art is work, work is love[03:13.22]Forget yourself for the music[03:15.82]So I try to put a little piece of myself in[03:22.27]Keep the pretty people listening[03:26.18]Keep in mind all the negatives and positives[03:32.53]Charges floatin' round the audience[03:38.18]I’m biting my tongue[03:45.85]But the words don’t come[03:48.62]I’m bi-b-b-biting my tongue[03:55.96]But the words don’t come