[Verse 1]
I live life in the moment,
Not somewhere I’ve been.
Tomorrow hasn’t found me,
Yesterday grows thin.
I don’t keep old photographs
Behind my closing eyes.
I only know the world
By the way it feels alive.
[Pre-Chorus]
The smell of rain finds me
Before the clouds are gone.
Tiny drops like freckles
As they settle on my arms.
A butterfly beside me
Still deciding if it’ll fly.
A bird sings through the silence
While the fog swallows the sky.
[Chorus]
I live where my feet are planted,
Every heartbeat, every breath.
I don’t carry pictures with me,
Only moments that I’ve kept.
You can close your eyes and see them,
I close mine and simply know.
Love isn’t always something you can picture—
Sometimes it’s something you just hold.
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[Verse 2]
There are no faces waiting
When I drift into my mind.
No sunsets frozen golden,
No memories I can find.
Sometimes it gets lonely
Remembering without sight.
Wondering what the colors look like
When they live beyond the light.
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[Pre-Chorus 2]
But voices leave an echo.
Warm hands leave their trace.
The scent of coffee in the morning,
The rain upon my face.
The silence after laughter,
The weight of someone’s hand.
I never had to see them
To somehow understand.
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[Chorus]
I live where my feet are planted,
Every heartbeat, every breath.
I don’t carry pictures with me,
Only moments that I’ve kept.
You can close your eyes and see them,
I close mine and simply know.
Love isn’t always something you can picture—
Sometimes it’s something you just hold.
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[Bridge]
Maybe that’s the reason
Words became my home.
I learned to build a picture
Out of feelings all alone.
If I can’t paint inside my mind,
I’ll paint inside your heart.
Every line another color,
Every verse a work of art.
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[Final Chorus]
I live where my feet are planted,
Where the earth meets both my feet.
Where the smell of summer rain
Turns an ordinary day complete.
You can see the world in pictures.
I can feel it in my soul.
So I’ll paint with every sentence
Until my borrowed colors glow.
No…
I never needed eyes
To know the world was beautiful.
’Cause I can paint
Word photographs…
And watch them bloom
Inside of you.
