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Intro: C Dm Bb F C Dm Bb F Verse: C Dm Bb F My old friend lives up in the mountains C Dm Bb F He flew up there to paint the world C Dm Bb F He says, 'Even though interpretation's what I count on C Dm Bb F This little picture to me seems blurred Am Bb Hard lines and the shadows come easy F C I see it all just as clear as a bell Am Bb I just can't seem to set my easel to please me F Bb C I paint my Heaven but it looks like hell' Chorus: Bb C F Your blue might be gray, your less might be more Bb C F Your window to the world might be your own front door Bb C F Bb Bb5 Bb Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night NC That's just about right C Dm Bb F C Dm Bb F Verse: C Dm Bb F He says, 'Man I ain't comin' down until my picture is pefect C Dm Bb F And all the wonder is gone from my eyes C Dm Bb F Down through my hands and on to the canvas C Dm Bb F Still like my vision, but still a surprise' Am Bb 'Real life,' he says, 'is the hardest impression F C It's always movin' so I let it come through' Am Bb And that. my friend, I say, is the glory of true independence F C Just to do what you do what you do what you do Chorus: Bb C F Your blue might be gray, your less might be more Bb C F Your window to the world might be your own front door Bb C F Bb Bb5 Bb Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night NC That's just about right Verse: C Dm Bb F My old friend came down from the mountain C Dm Bb F Without even lookin' he found a little truth Am Bb You can go through life with the greatest intentions F C But you do what you do what you just gotta do Chorus: Bb C F Your blue might be gray, your less might be more Bb C F Your window to the world might be your own front door Bb C F Bb Bb5 Bb Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night NC That's just about right Outro: C Dm Bb F C Dm Bb F
Written by Jeff Black
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