All your paintings on the wall
I observed them recently like never before
In many of them a figure stands all alone
A deer drinking water or a man fishing in a boat
And the florals are abundant and seem to seek inner peace
Though you do paint what's around you and the things you see
You're my old friend, and you're a great, great painter
And in each painting tranquility is captured
I noticed others with a pattern of things in fours
Ducks floating by, boats sailing along the shore
And all of them the number stays the same
Are those four ducks your children drifting away?
You live all alone in that big old three bedroom house
We watch Turner Classics all night long, with all those bedrooms, you sleep on the couch
Cars and ambulances whizzing by the living room so loud
On the way to the hospital down the highway
Do you know that of you I'm so proud?
Though in many ways when I was young you were not around
Do you know that you're one of my very best friends?
We've been through it all haven't we? And yet now on each other we can depend
I don't know what it means to be born in the depression era
Eight siblings and a father who took his paychecks to the bar and spent them
Don't know what it meant to eat certain animal parts
Or to lose a sister to stomach cancer or a brother in the war
I observed them recently like never before
In many of them a figure stands all alone
A deer drinking water or a man fishing in a boat
And the florals are abundant and seem to seek inner peace
Though you do paint what's around you and the things you see
You're my old friend, and you're a great, great painter
And in each painting tranquility is captured
I noticed others with a pattern of things in fours
Ducks floating by, boats sailing along the shore
And all of them the number stays the same
Are those four ducks your children drifting away?
You live all alone in that big old three bedroom house
We watch Turner Classics all night long, with all those bedrooms, you sleep on the couch
Cars and ambulances whizzing by the living room so loud
On the way to the hospital down the highway
Do you know that of you I'm so proud?
Though in many ways when I was young you were not around
Do you know that you're one of my very best friends?
We've been through it all haven't we? And yet now on each other we can depend
I don't know what it means to be born in the depression era
Eight siblings and a father who took his paychecks to the bar and spent them
Don't know what it meant to eat certain animal parts
Or to lose a sister to stomach cancer or a brother in the war
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