The Garland Pool - Watercolor

I wrote a song today that said some things
That I wasn't prepared to hear
I got swept away with my guitar
In an ocean of my tears
In the onslaught of the words
The waves grew stronger
And the truth came very close
The rain fell harder

I'm in that watercolor again
Cling to my guitar, save my life again
I'm in that watercolor again
Cling to my guitar, save my life again
As a perfect storm becomes reality
There's a cry inside
If it ever gets out
Lord what will become of me

Crying on the muse's shoulder
Couldn't believe what the music told her
Crying on the muse's shoulder
She rescued me
When I thought it was over
Carve your name on my heart
And take me to higher ground
And take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground

Wrote a line today that pierced my heart
And mortally wounded me
In the fountain of my beautiful blood
My hands found poetry
If I ever turned a phrase
These phases taller
If I ever seize the day
These days be longer

I'm in that watercolor again
Cling to my guitar, save my life again
I'm in that watercolor again
Cling to my guitar, save my life again
As a perfect storm becomes reality
There's a cry inside
If it ever gets out
Lord what will become of me

Crying on the muse's shoulder
Would you believe what the music told her
Crying on the muse's shoulder
She rescued me
When I thought it was over
Carve your name on my heart
And take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Higher
Higher

Crying on the muse's shoulder
Would you believe what the music told her
Crying on the muse's shoulder
She rescued me
When I thought it was over
Tattoo these words on my heart
And take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Take me to higher ground
Higher
Higher

Written by:
Frederic Pool

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