If I Was a Painter

If I was a painter with colours no end

I'd paint the whole thing simply again

Where everything runs into everything

Where every colour is born without sin

Red be a roaring river in my veins

Green be the beat of the heart in the trees

Blue be the pull of the moon on the tide

Let brown be the base of some true love's eyes

Give us a chance at an earthly life

Then pull it from under us when we arrive

Sending us orderly - what choice had I?

Born under the only sky

Vast, vast, vast

Silver, gold and brass

The moon′s milk, the sun's silk

All move among the stars

I found out when I listened

Love is received from love

Up in the steely night

Stars span the Galway shawl

I was scared of the underground in London

At the speed of my generation

Are the old people getting forgotten

In this fuss of the world we spin?

If I was a painter with colours no end

I'd paint the whole thing simply again

Where everything runs into everything

Where every colour is born without sin