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Jars Of Clay - Art In Me Lyrics

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  • Images on the sidewalk speak of dreams decent
  • Washed away by storms to graves of cynical lament
  • Dirty canvases to call my own
  • Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
  • In your picture book Im trying hard to see
  • Turning endless pages of this tragedy
  • Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
  • You plead to everyone, see the art in me
  • Broken stained-glass windows, the fragments ramble on
  • Tales of broken souls, an eternitys been won
  • As critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
  • My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
  • In your picture book Im trying hard to see
  • Turning endless pages of this tragedy
  • Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
  • You plead to everyone, see the art in me

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