Run off...run off...run off from the stream...
Run off...run off...run off into the stream;
Water rolls over me.
Run off...run off...run off through that screen...
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
I stayed up all night.
I put the easel by the window so i could see you;
I put the glass of water up to my mouth so I could swallow.
The water rolls endlessly.
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
I stayed up all night.
I set up a still life;
Still life moves around me.
I set up a still life...
Still life...
Still life moves around me.
Well the way that water's flowin'...
Gives the illusion that everything goes on...and on...
Well it don't.
And I know
you're disappointed...
Well this heart was a stone,
this heart was turnin' cold...
Well you put a paintbrush in my hand,
and water breaks through the dam;
And this stone is collectin' moss.
And I'm turnin' soft;
So run off...
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that we write...
Stayin' up all night.