Abm
The more I run the farther away it seems
          Dbm
What is green is always more than a yard away
               Abm
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
                Dbm                           Eb
In between what we mean and the things we say

 Abm Gb Dbm B x2

             Abm                  B
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
        E                     Gb
I’m a slave to the pages I throw away
       Dbm
To create, complicate, it’s the same damn thing
B            E                        Eb
Once it’s made, I’m too good to appreciate

Ab7                                Dbm7
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
Dbm                     E
Keep the pretty people listening
Ab                                 Dbm
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
                           E          Ab
Charges floatin' round the audience
                      Dbm E
I’m biting my tongue
                     Ab
But the words don’t come
             Dbm      E
I'm biting my tongue

But the words don't come

Abm
            Abm             B
It’s in the air it’s in the atmosphere
       E                              Dbm
I can hear but I can’t tell what it’s telling me
          Abm                        B
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
       E                       Dbm           Eb
I’m afraid if I love it they won’t agree

Abm Gb Dbm B x2

Abm                      B
Art is love, love is work
                               E
It hurts to give yourself to it
                       Gb
Art is work, work is love

Reminding us why we do it
Dbm
Art is love, love is work
             Bm
It hurts to give yourself to it
E                    Eb
Art is work, work is love

Forget yourself for the music

 Ab7    Ab                         Dbm
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
                        E
Keep the pretty people listening
Ab                                 Dbm
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
                            E        Ab
Charges floatin' round the audience
                     Dbm  E
I’m biting my tongue
                     Ab
But the words don’t come
                   Dbm      E
I’m bi-bb-biting my tongue,  Oh
                     Ab         Dbm   E
But the words don’t come, come, come, come