Song

Picture This

Astrid Williamson · 1996

© 1996 Astrid Williamson/Incarnation · All rights reserved

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He sold the sea
And he sold the sky
Then all the things that used to make him cry
He had a painter paint his back
With things he’d seen in a sailors dream
Turning black

Picture this
Picture this
Picture this
Picture this, picture this

There’s a man who is happy now
‘Cause there’s nothing left to own
And he swears that it’s beautiful
‘Cause it’s easier it is easier

And he looks up to Heaven
Says it could be mine it could be mine it could be mine
Forever

And he keeps his chambers
Filled with lights
From silent films that play out
On the walls every night

Picture this
Picture this
Picture this
Picture this, picture this

There’s a man who is happy now
‘Cause there’s nothing left to own
And he swears that it’s beautiful
‘Cause it’s easier it is easier
And he looks up to Heaven
Says it could be mine
It could be mine, it could be mine
Forever