Please have a look
I took a brush
And painted love
On the pages of my book

Then I closed it with
The paint still wet
So the pages were glued
Together for good

Then I paint my hair
The paint drips on my thoughts
You paint your toenails
Your lips and everything inbetween

Then we paint the world
And we paint our hearts
Until everything is messy
Dirty and unclean

I hope that I can be
White as chalk
Or blackened all right
Through to my bones

released on
White As Chalk

running time

paint, lips, hair