Thats Just About Right — текст песни (Blackhawk)

(jeff black)



My old friend lives up in the mountains

He flew up there to paint the world

He says, "even though interpretations what I count on

This little picture to me seems blurred

Hard lines and the shadows come easy

I see it all just as clear as a bell

I just cant seem to set my easel to please me

I paint my heaven but it looks like hell"



Chorus:

You blue might be gray, your less might be more

Your window to the world might be your own front door

Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night

Thats just about right



He says, "man I aint comin down until my picture is pefect

And all the wonder is gone from my eyes

Down through my hands and on to the canvas

Still like my vision, but still a surprise"

"real life," he says, "is the hardest impression

Its always movin so I let it come through"

And that. my friend, I say, is the glory of true independence

Just to do what you do what you do what you do



Repeat chorus



My old friend came down from the mountain

Without even lookin he found a little truth

You can go through life with the greatest intentions

But you do what you do what you just gotta do



Repeat chrous