by Nick Gisburne
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
The suffering that no one ever sees
She knows that when she tries to find a reason not to start
The pain of it will pull her to her knees
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
She paints the stolen moments of her soul
The raw, remembered feelings of a face
The colours bleed together but they cannot make her whole
Perfection is impossible to chase
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
With her strokes, without restraint
She remembers with her paint
She paints the smoking ruins of her dreams
The secrets that are buried in the dust
If no one else will recognise their screams
She paints them with her pain, because she must
The paintings of her people
Who were dragged away to die
Show more than those who did it can deny
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
But the innocents who cried
And the blood of those who died
Is not art
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
