NiCk BROWN - Picture Book Lyrics

Feel the heat of your skin like the warmth of the sun
I don't know if it's over or if it's just begun
And I wish these bright colors were as sweet as they seem
But love only comes when it lives in a dream

And then when I wake up they play an old tune
About lovers in the nighttime and cancers in June
And I see an old picture of me and a man
How could I be such a fool to go and think he'd understand

The loneliness I feel
It was dark, I could not see
And you promise that it's real
It's just a picture book to me

Sailed through the world to the course of some arms
Somehow still unaffected by signs and alarms
And you toe the line back to the standard you set
Of only speaking in the silence of an old unfair bet

A bet you had made on the price of a boy
Whose eyes shown like fire, his smile defined joy
To take him to heaven, then rip him away
And he'll remember the year, and the month, and the day

And you can try to pretend that your heart is like stone
But you'll hear it in the wind if you listen alone
The sound of a voice still projecting in pain
And you will hear it in the walls, you'll hear it in the rain

The loneliness I feel
It was dark, I could not see
And you promise it'll come
But it's just a picture book to me

And you can try to pretend that your heart is like stone
But you'll hear it in the wind if you listen alone
The sound of a voice still projecting in pain
And you will hear it in the walls, you'll hear it in the rain

You can handle all the glory, you can handle all the fame
But you'll never get a handle on admitting the blame
For the loss of a life, and the waste of a love
You will hear it from the earth and you will hear it up above

You'll hear it from the river and you'll hear it from the sky
And it'll never stop raining 'till you understand why
You'll be forgiven when the storm has passed and washed you away
And the picture book is written in the cloth and the clay

Feel the heat of your skin like the warmth of the sun
I don't know if it's over or if it's just begun
And I wish these bright colors were as sweet as they seem
But love only comes when it lives in a dream