Cerulean wood

Get the palette again, again

In my portrait I would

Paint the feeling that I most envy

Cerulean wood

Paint the canvas and never end

And if I could smile I would

But I go to my deepest, darkest, I grab my pen and write it over again, (cause)

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

When I feel you I conceal you holding deep inside

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

Cerulean wood

You’re the press and release of me

From the nights that I would paint the darkest thoughts within me

Cerulean wood

Paint the canvas and never end

And if I could smile I would

But I go to my deepest, darkest, I grab my pen and write it over again, (cause)

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

When I feel you I conceal you holding deep inside

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

I will see you when I see you on the otherside

Pt. II

Come with me, to ecstasy

And you’ll see our fantasy

With a creative mind comes responsibility

The challenges of self doubt

The joys of expression

The bouts of depression

A way to learn who you truly are

Your over analytical, critical self

Your open-minded, creative self

Focus on social headlines and feed your vanity and insecurities

Focus on your vision and reach your potential

So when you meet that person with an equally creative, beautiful mind who inspires you and makes you an even better person, never let go. Everything becomes clearer