Текст песни Silverstein - The Artist

(You! You! )

The artist's palette falls,
The paint is spilled with blood
Someone shot him down,
Left him without a soul
His body's laid to rest and underground he'll stay,
With hopes to resurrect and live again another day
Now they decide who lives and dies
Now!

His peers won't come around,
They're too disgraced to face
Another soldier down,
His life work's a waste
And now these walls are bare,
No one pretends to care
A distant memory,
His masterpiece
In disrepair
Now they decide who lives and dies
Now they will hold you back
They will hold you back
They will hold you

We stand tall and illuminate
We fight through and prevail
We don't stop where you'd be giving up
We won't ever fail

A martyr takes his hand,
To make him live again
With savage sleight of hand,
He'll force his legs to stand
A sick and gutless joke,
A serenading hoax
Interrupted peace
A waste of time
A pathetic excuse for hope

The sleepless nights have no compassion
And the dreams that come aren't true
A charade of lies unconscious
And so much left to be proved
But the sun will rise and fall again
And the nights will start to shorten
The memories will fade into darkness
You can't let it go

Bur your world is turned upside down
It's a panic you can't release
Once you have it, you just can't
Ever ignore it
That's when you realize your best
Days are behind you
And all you ever live for
Is regret
You can't take it away (You! )
You can't take it away (You! )