**Title: Waves of Healing**
**Verse 1**
In a small coastal town, where the ocean meets the sky,
Lived a painter with a passion, his dreams would often fly.
With brushes dipped in colors, he'd create the world's embrace,
But deep within his heart, he carried a lonely space.
He’d stand before the canvas, strokes of blue and green,
Capturing the beauty, where shadows rarely seen.
Yet sadness wrapped around him, like the fog upon the shore,
He painted sunsets every night, but inside he felt so sore.
**Chorus**
Oh, together they’d rise, like waves on the tide,
A painter and a bluebird, healing side by side.
Through storms of despair, and skies painted gray,
They found in each other, a brighter way.
**Verse 2**
One day amid the turmoil, a bluebird fell from grace,
With feathers slightly tattered and a fear upon its face.
It landed near the easel, a fragile sight to see,
The painter felt a stirring, his heart whispered, “Set it free.”
He gently scooped the bird up, cradled it in his hand,
And whispered sweet assurances, “I’ll help you understand.
Together we will mend, our broken wings will soar,
In colors of the sunrise, we’ll paint a life once more.”
**Chorus**
Oh, together they’d rise, like waves on the tide,
A painter and a bluebird, healing side by side.
Through storms of despair, and skies painted gray,
They found in each other, a brighter way.
**Verse 3**
As days turned into seasons, the bluebird learned to sing,
With every note of freedom, the painter felt a spring.
He mixed the hues of laughter, with the tears they both had shed,
Each brushstroke telling stories, of the paths they’d never tread.
Through canvases of ocean, where the light danced on the waves,
They painted tales of courage, of the love that truly saves.
The bluebird chirped a melody that filled his heart with peace,
As the painter found his purpose, and his spirit's sweet release.
**Chorus**
Oh, together they’d rise, like waves on the tide,
A painter and a bluebird, healing side by side.
Through storms of despair, and skies painted gray,
They found in each other, a brighter way.
**Verse 4**
With every rise of morning, they painted paths anew,
The ocean’s roar beside them, skies of brilliant blue.
The artist found his vision, no longer lost in the dark,
With every stroke he made, he felt the healing spark.
And the bluebird danced above him, on wings of vibrant grace,
A symbol of the journey, of the bond they’d now embraced.
Together they discovered, in the depths of their own pain,
That love could heal the deepest wounds, like summer’s warmest rain.
**Chorus**
Oh, together they’d rise, like waves on the tide,
A painter and a bluebird, healing side by side.
Through storms of despair, and skies painted gray,
They found in each other, a brighter way.
**Bridge**
And sometimes when the skies would darken,
And the ocean churned with woe,
They’d sit in quiet
BURDEN
