Draws Hypnotized Not moving my head from the page
Not a brush He needs a little more
it's about lines of his life
In seconds he builds worlds
Translator to colors some wisdom
People are asking what to wait for
There are ships in the sea
Some say that colors are a world of looks
Not worth a little less lucrative
You will not really discover a continent
And there are others like me convinced
That everything happens for a reason
And do not argue with the soul
Creases and throws the pencil Restless did not fall asleep
They are in a fight It's been awhile he didn't paint
go figure go be mad at the sea
Some say that colors are a world of looks