I wish I were an artist
Whose only cause was to express
Traveling around the world
In search of inspiration
I'd sleep out side
And explore the city streets
I'd tell a tale
Of a man sent straight to hell
Maybe I met him in Missouri
It was winter last I saw
He's hung since before fall
This is all I know
And how the story goes
They found a note
"You'll find me hung
for summertime
leave my body hang
to shine with the sunrise
and sparkle with the starlight
glimmer before day break
I'll be the valley's trophy
keep me as a keepsake."
Oh I wish I were an artist
Whose only cause was to express
Traveling around the world
In search of inspiration
I'd sleep out side
And explore the city streets
Oh I wish I were on artist
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