The Art Of Getting By

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The art of getting by,
The catchphrase of my life,
Fire's doused in the sea at night,
Wind's got my hair,
I don't care,
No lie.
 
It's not a fault to see my way,
Your weight in gold maybe my color of gray,
In the crowds of New Year's eve,
You'll find me right where I need to be,
Right where I will be.
 
You see I’m a painter,
I paint at will,
You share your doubts,
I share my guilt,
If I let the rain parade,
Then shall my summers fade to gray.
 
And of course I'm the one that lives to give,
Take from me till I’m rag and filth,
Sure it stings but your pain is might,
I'll shelf my weight,
Pray tell what's on your mind.
 
After all,
 I am the art of getting by,
The catchphrase of this life,
Fire's doused in the sea at night,
Wind's got my hair,
I don't care,
No lie.

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from These Years, released September 6, 2015
written, arranged and performed by Asela Perera

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