Lyrics Young The Giant – Art Exhibit
Text:
I, I saw a picture of you today
At an art exhibit on memory lane
You wore those pearls we found on Champs-Elysees
Framed like the golden masters
Forgotten all these years
Pouring like rain
A true thought appears
Oh, the genius of pain
Without a name
Pouring like rain
Pouring like rain
A true thought appears
Oh, the genius of pain
Without a name
Pouring like rain
Cause I’m on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
Cause I’m on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
I, I watched the movie of you today
Silver screen
Adapted from my thoughts on Broadway
You saved the world
We lived in such harmony
Blockbuster sales in twelve countries
Remembered all these years
Falling like rain
A true thought appears
Oh, the genius of pain, oh
Cause I’m on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
Cause I’m on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
Album
Young The Giant – Home Of The Strange
Young The Giant – Home Of The Strange
Young The Giant – Nothing’s Over
Young The Giant – Art Exhibit
Young The Giant – Silvertongue
Young The Giant – Repeat
Young The Giant – Titus Was Born
Young The Giant – Jungle Youth
Young The Giant – Mr. Know–It–All
Young The Giant – Elsewhere
Young The Giant – Something To Believe In
Young The Giant – Amerika