The Artist

[Verse 1]
Painting swallows in the evening
Painting turtles in the dawn
Painting sleepy caterpillars
Just finding that it's morn
And when it rains
I'll paint the sun again

[Verse 2]
Painting mothers with their children
Tear-filled eyes and reddened hands
Painting men on weekend outings
Guiding football from the stands
And when they cheer
I'll paint them pints of beer

[Verse 3]
Painting student minds in riot
For the folks who wait at home
Painting worries on their shoulders
For their world is yet to come
And when they enlist
I'll paint that they be kissed

[Verse 4]
Painting all the world's redeemers
Lovеrs parting with a sigh
Standing lonely on the platform
Tear-fillеd hands that wave goodbye
And as they disappear
I'll paint away their tears

[Chorus]
For I am the artist, I'm the one who sees
The only one who'll ever know what their future is to be
But I have one question, who will answer free?
If I am the artist
Who will paint me?