
I Keep Painting
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- alternative pop
- alt rock
- art rock
- alt-pop
- dream pop
- art pop
- female vocalist
- bedroom pop
- 2020s
- baroque pop
- chamber pop
- post-punk revival
Lyrics
Intro
(Sixteen hundred)
(Forty-two)
Verse
I was born in sixteen hundred
In a town without a name
Where the only light was candle
And the only map was flame
I mixed my paints from berries
From the ash and from the clay
And I painted saints and sinners
Till they carried me away
Verse 2
The town is all glass towers
The streets are full of wire
I wear my apron through the market
And nobody asks about the fire
I sold a drawing to a stranger
For a coin I couldn't read
He said the world had gotten faster
I said that's fine, I know how to be
Pre-Chorus
A crack, a hum, a hollow sound
The ground beneath me spun around
Three hundred years went rushing past
I landed on a darker glass
Chorus
I keep landing, keep landing
In the middle of somebody's year
Every face is a doorway
Every doorway disappears
I keep painting, keep painting
On whatever wall I find
Sixteen hundred forty-two
Is a country in my mind
Post-Chorus
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
A country in my mind
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
A country in my mind
Verse 3
I learned to draw the streetlamps
I learned to draw the rain
I drew a woman sleeping
Who woke up and knew my name
She asked me where I came from
I pointed at the ground
She said nobody comes from nowhere
So I drew a little town
Bridge
Maybe time is just a corridor
And I'm a draft beneath the door
Maybe every age is one long room
And I'm the dust inside the broom
(Maybe every age is one long room)
I sweep, I sweep, I sweep
Chorus
I keep landing, keep landing
In the middle of somebody's year
Every face is a doorway
Every doorway disappears
I keep painting, keep painting
On whatever wall I find
Sixteen hundred forty-two
Is a country in my mind
Post-Chorus
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
A country in my mind
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
A country in my mind
Outro
I was born in sixteen hundred
In a town without a name
And I'll be born again tomorrow
In a town without a name
(Sixteen hundred)
(Forty-two)
(A country in my mind)
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