Abigail Foster's Photosynthesis Machine - The Artists Lyrics

He stares at the painting for so long
And something still seems very wrong
The color is right, the stroke is in place
But something still does haunt his ways
He thinks back to when it was easy
And when his talent came naturally
But now it is forced, it's stale and it's weak
He can think but he can no longer dream

If you live your life and don't do anything at all
Tell me have you ever really lived?
Two feet firmly planted on the ground is one way or
You can spread your wings and fly

She creates words with the words she writes
But lately things don't feel quite right
The plot is a mess, the characters stink
She's lost her ability to think
She thinks back to when it was easy
And when her talent came naturally
But now it is forced, it's stale and it's weak
She can think but he can no longer dream

If you live your life and don't do anything at all
Tell me have you ever really lived?
Two feet firmly planted on the ground is one way or
You can spread your wings and fly

Here they come
You better watch your back
Here they come
To suck your wallet dry
Here they come
To numb your brain
Here they come
Here comes the night