Alex Meleras - Picturing You Lyrics

Part one
The forgotten corner of my imagination
That's the one where you walk into the room
And we invent a song together

I imagined it when I was aimless
I imagine it still now that you're famous
I'll probably be picturing you forever

You opened the door, sat on the chair
Took out a pencil, pulled your hair
There's no way you remember
That you wrote a song with me

I wrote words like "olive ivy heavyweight"
And you sunk your head and quietly said:
"What are you writing for if no one's gonna understand?
If you're singing, then you better have something to say
And if there's something to say, then you can tell me
And once that's done, you can tell everyone"
Then I changed the harmony
And said "it isn't that easy

How can you put yourself on the line like that?
Make fully known exactly what you mean
Does it come with support? Because I feel a bit afraid for you"
And you said "how do you think I won that support?
This isn't the summer of love, nor is it
Wonderland, it's twenty-twenty-four

Some might understand you,
But only very few
You must destroy your papers and start writing like I do"

Part two
One proximal corner of my imagination
That's the one where we get introduced
Naturally to each other

Your voice was pretty like boiling rain
I wished you luck as you aim for fame, and my-
Self luck, as I began to run for cover

Cover my head, that's the plan
Keep my heart, out of my hand
I've never held it there before
I've never done that

I wrote words like "olive ivy heavyweight"
You close your eyes, your poetic side cries:
"Who are you writing for? No one's gonna understand
You don't seem to have anything to share
If there's nothing to share, put down your pen
And don't fill the world with garbage again"
Then I changed the harmony
And said "it isn't that easy

How can it be when you sing, you're no longer
Shy, screaming about the reasons you
Cry, yelling about, getting
High"
And you said
"That is the style which sets my soul on
Fire, the hiding writer is liar
Are you a liar?"

A very honest question
You tried to leave me stunned
You know, I think for now, I just might be one

Part three
You're in a new country, you're in a new city
Yet you're the one who's taking pity
On me, that's what I should be taking on you

The sound board, I can't pin down
But you get the way the sound bounces around
A room, that's what I've never been able to do

Years and days and hours and minutes
I feel at home within those limits
Any time you want to, reach in-
To my memory

I wrote words like "olive ivy heavyweight"
And you'll stop playing and you'll start saying:
"What are you writing for if no one's gonna understand?
If you're singing you better have something to say
If there's something to say, then you can tell me
And once that's done, you can tell everyone"
Then I changed the harmony
And said "it isn't that easy

How can you put yourself on the line like that?
Make fully known exactly what you mean
Does it come with support? Because I feel a bit afraid for you"
And you said "I'm just beginning to win support
This isn't the summer of love, nor is it
Wonderland, it's twenty-twenty-four

Some might understand you,
But only very few
Burn your archives to ash and start thinking like I do"