[Verse 1]

The records of my life flow through my mind

I try to take my time but it all flies by

The writings on the signs, I wrote on the other side

The tears that I cried mean nothing when you rush time

[Chorus]

The art took two days to paint

Does it still have meaning?

The sentiment seems faint

Brush strokes flee my hand quickly

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

Two years to look back on the mistakes I made

And two days to have it all written away

And two decades of guilt I take to my grave

And two seconds to have this body fade to grey

[Chorus]

The art took two days to paint

Does it still havе meaning?

The sentimеnt seems faint

Brush strokes flee my hand quickly