Redefine – Incubus

as the pen where the ink
resides Fuse the two; KAPOW! What are you know? You’re the humane magic marker,
wont you please
surprise my eyes?! It’s in your nature, you can paint whatever picture you like
no matter what Ted Koppel
says on channel 4 tonight So modify this third rock from the sun by painting
myriads of pictures with the
colors of one I’m sick of painting in black and white my pen is dry, now I’m
uptight So sick of limiting
myself to fit your definition Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
would, in the blink of an eye,
manifest and become illustrated You’d be sure man that every line drawn
reflected a life that you loved not

Lyric Redefine – Incubus