To get inside the frame
I’ve been painting a fat man
He’s big and fat and heavy
As a man can be
But he’s been floating away, floating away
He’s been floating away from me
In the mirror my withering skin
Is a thorny pleasure
I stand unflinching
And I mark each crease and sting
My brush my wooden flail
My ancient thresher
As unforgiving time flays everything
It’s the truth I’m trying
To get inside the frame
Now I’m painting myself naked
But I need a pair of boots
About as heavy as boots can be
Or I’d be floating away, floating away
I’d be floating away from me
And every thorn sends thistledown
Drifting all around
And floating away, floating away
Floating away from me
It’s the weight I’m trying To get inside the frame I’ve been painting a fat man He’s big and fat and heavy As a man can be But he’s been floating away, floating away He’s been floating away from me In the mirror my withering skin Is a thorny pleasure I stand unflinching And I mark each crease and sting My brush my wooden flail My ancient thresher As unforgiving time flays everything It’s the truth I’m trying To get inside the frame Now I’m painting myself naked But I need a pair of boots About as heavy as boots can be Or I’d be floating away, floating away I’d be floating away from me And every thorn sends thistledown Drifting all around And floating away, floating away Floating away from me Explain Request ×
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