Is it the painter or the picture
C GHanging in the gallery?
C GAdmired by countless thousands
Who attempt to read the secrets
C DOf his vision of his very soul
C GIs it the painter or the picture
Hanging in the gallery?
C GOr is it but a still life
C GOf his own interpretation
Of the way that God has made us
C D GIn the image of his eye?
Is it the sculptor or the sculpture
Standing in the gallery?
Touched by fleeting strangers
Who desire to feel the strength of hands
That realized a form of life
Is the the sculptor or the sculpture
Standing in the gallery?
Or is it but the tenderness
With which his hands were guided
To discard the unessentials
And reveal the perfect truth
Is it the actor or the drama
Playing to the gallery?
Heard in every corner
Of the theatre of cruelty
That masks the humor in his speech
Is the the actor or the drama
Playing to the gallery?
Or is it but the character
Of any single member of the audience
That forms the plot
Of each and every play
Is it the singer or his likeness
Hanging in the gallery?
Tongue black, still and swollen
His eyes staring from their sockets
He is silent now, will sing no more
Is it the singer or his likeness
Hanging in the gallery
Or is it but his conscience,
Insecurity, and loneliness
When destiny becomes at last
The cause of his demise
Hero and Heroine -- David Cousins
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Hero's face was gaunt and tanned
AmSus4 AmHis sail was set in search of land
Csus2 CHis life-raft, solely by him manned
Was guided by the tide
Dm DmSus2Heroine wore fleecy white
AmSus4 AmShe beckoned like some savior bright
Shipwrecked sailors in the night
DmWere bid welcome to her side
Where one man's search must surely cease
The irresistible white fleece
Led Hero in search of the peace
Which she alone could offer
Thus he knelt before her feet
Wary lest their eyes should meet
He knew his life was incomplete
For he had yet to suffer
Enticing Heroine, so calm
Took Hero firmly by the arm
Told him that she meant no harm,
That she alone could save him
Hero could no longer speak
While realizing he was weak
His life increasingly grew bleak
For all the love she gave to him
While storm clouds gathered high above
The Heroine he grew to love
Turned slowly to a snow white dove
And spread her wings to fly
Crushed and broken in the end
Hero watched his sould ascend
Knowing that he was condemned
To sail all alone to die
Round and Round -- David Cousins
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A E D A
I drew the blade across my wrist
E DTo see how it would feel
Looked into the future
A E DThere was nothing to reveal
D EFor we were just the product
Of the ever spinning wheel...
D E ARound and round we go...
Come and see me
When the screw has turned another turn
It's not that I'm confused
I have an awful lot to learn
But I will be the one
To make you work for what you earn
Round and round we go...
After all
It's just the revolution I despise
The dawn of revelations
And the flower power prize
I pity those poor children
With no sunshine in their eyes
Round and round we go...
Where do you go -- David Cousins
A E D E
When you were young you were protected
A E D EWhen you were growing you were sheltered
But when you reached your adult years
NC A
You were left alone
D E AAnd you had no-one to rely on
No one to care for you
D E E7A lost soul in search of some kind of shelter and protection
CHORUS
Now where do you run
D E AWhere do you hide
D EWhen you need a hole to crawl in
Where do you go?
I found that in our darkest hour
The young ones that I knew and loved well
Beckoned with the memory
Of their alluring spell
And so I gathered up my senses
Bade one and all godspeed
If my ways were what you desired then love is what you must need
(Chorus)
I tried to find a consolation
But realized that deep down inside
Consolation is but yet
My all despairing pride
And now I'm dark eyed and bewildered
My guts can feel the strain
My mouth is dry, my chest is tight, and my forehead's lined with the pain
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