Song Description
A metaphor for seeing the whole situation being like seeing an expessionist painting from afar. When you're close, you can see all the details. This girl never really loved him and he knows it now.
Song Length |
3:02 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Heartbreaking, Poignant |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations, Heartbreak |
Similar Artists |
Tracy Chapman, Neil Young |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
You used to color outside the lines
You used to paint off of the paper
If only I had known
You looked forward to playing safer
Where you ever on that edge
Did you ever have that feeling
Did the brush ever move your hand
Did you want to paint the ceiling
I can see a Monet baby You just say it's not
What do you know
Standing so close to the dots
And of all my crazy dreams
Were there any that you believed in
Did you ever gamble on something more
Are you happy just breaking even
Maybe I went too far
Maybe I jumped too quickly
I thought I saw in you a painter too
Maybe that's why you picked me. CHORUS
Blue and Gray, night and day
Day and Starry, Starry Night
I'm dreaming in color
While you live in black and white
Maybe realism isn't all it seems to be
So here is some distance
Maybe some day you'll see
Standing so close to the dots
I thought you were a Monet baby
Now I know you're not
What did I know What did I know What did I know
Standing so close to the dots
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