Ari Phillips - Paintings that can't be Sold Lyrics

Graffiti on a wall, and I really have to say
This looks like the work of a man who lost his way
He used to have a voice, he used to earn his pay
So now I hope and pray that this man see a better day
Cuz time and try again the world goes on and knocks him down
And once upon a time I thought he'd just lay there on the ground
Until he realized how to stand up on two feet
And didn't need the world to tell him who to be
And then he armored up, went on to win the day
Cuz he was always supposed to feel that way

Paintings that can't be sold
Of lovin', losin', livin' and Bruisin'
Tryin to break a mold
Seeing the others, enjoyin the colors
That's where you'll find gold
Go look at stories in paintings that can't be sold

Graffiti on a wall and I really have to say
This looks like the work of a girl who's had a day
It's a million different things that she don't know how to say
And always hope and pray, that they'll come out the right way
Cuz time and try again this world goes on and drags her down
And once upon a time I really thought that she would drown
Until she realized how to float her own damn boat
So she built herself a guard house and dug a real deep moat
And then she lived her life, went on to have her day
Cuz she was always supposed to feel that way

Paintings that can't be sold
Of lovin', losin', livin' and Bruisin'
Tryin to break a mold
Seeing the others, enjoyin the colors
And that's where you'll find gold
Go look at stories in paintings that can't be sold