Song Description
A poignant look at one's past and future.
| Song Length |
4:09 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Rock - Classic |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Poignant |
Subject |
Life, Existence |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
Lyrics
Picture on the Wall
If I counted all the times, I road through this empty town
With my head hanging down - down
It wqould add up, it would make sense
That every change of the seasons
Tells me all the reasons I?m still standing here
Whoa, feel the fight
Whoa, losing sight
I?m looking at the picture on the wall
Wondering how the cards are gonna fall
I?m carved in stone, the chisel was my own
I?m looking at the picture on the wall
Easy to say that I?m a child
Easy to say that you?ll make me a man
If I walked on through, stood up to you
But every time I believe in me
Someone tears the picture up, and I walk away
Whoa, feel the fight
Whoa, losing sight
I?m looking at the picture on the wall
Wondering how the cards are gonna fall
I?m carved in stone, the chisel was my own
I?m looking at the picture on the wall
I?m carved in stone, the chisel was my own
I?m looking at the picture on the wall
Whoa, feel the fight
Whoa, losing sight
I?m carved in stone, the chisel was my own....