There Goes My Inspiration
They say pain can bring out the artists best
But since youve been gone, I just cant care less
Common sense doesnt realize
It can hurt so bad
Everyday I sit in my garret staring at the floor
But my heart isnt in it anymore
There goes my inspiration
My reason for creation
There goes my inspiration
I felt it fly away when you said goodbye
Me and gaugin used to party down
I was hung in the louvre, I was renoirs pal
Vincent van gogh used to joke with me
Now they dont come round
Its all over town that the masters lost his touch
Im so lost I can hardly hold a brush
And now my palette is a sorry mix of grey and brown
And all the other art lovers stay away
cause Im bringing them down
Now I wander the left bank every day
Searching for my muse in sad cafes
Peddle my oils to the galleries
But they turn me down
Everybody says Im a master of technique
But the style and the sentiment is weak
song performed by Utopia
Added by Lucian Velea
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