Peel the Paint (Steven Wilson Mix)

Free from the start

Left to depart

Finding the pleasure and the pain in his art

Lost in the hush

No need to rush

Time waits for him, him who creates with the brush

Colour the brush

High in the air

His dreams are there

Searching for answers he will look everywhere

Thinks he has won

A place in the sun

Free from the worries and the ways of everyone

Colour the brush

I peel the paint, look underneath

You'll see the same, the same old savage beast

Strip the coats, the coats of time

And find mad eyes and see those sharpened teeth

Nothing's been learned, no nothing at all

And don't be fooled, get up before you fall

A carnal grave, a crawling smooth

Open flesh and you must let him in

Glass reflects of what you are

It shows the face, the evil face of sin

Nothing's been learned, no nothing at all

And don't be fooled, get up before you fall

Nothing's been learned, no nothing at all

And don't be fooled, get up before you fall