We're all the same now

We're all the same

We're all the same now

We're all the same



In this picture

I'm going to try and get an overview

In this picture

The lines are blurred but my colors are shining through

I start with a canvas

And think about what I want to achieve

From another angle

The paintings gonna make a print of me

Choose the texture



Carot gold, the kind fit for a king

But that aint what I'm about

So I'll take this earth and I'll mix it in

Now my paintings ready to begin

But how big should it be

Big enough for the mantlepiece of every home

Or small enough for my back pocket and me







I start with the heart now

The rest will develop from its beat

As it takes shape

The picture no longer resembles me

It resembles every living thing I've ever seen or heard

From the heart of me to a flying bird

So now how big should this picture be

Should it fill the world or my back pocket and me

In this picture

I"m going to try and get an overview

In this picture

The lines are blurred but my colors are shining through







Everything, everything will be ok

It will be ok

Cos now I know how this picture should be

it should fill the world, but it also should fill me

my backpocket and me....