[Intro: Rolf Harris/Bertie McIntosh]
"If I can lighten the browns and the sand
And rub it right into where the sky's reaching down
So it's... like the edge of a mirror...
But this blue needs to be darker, much darker...
Maybe if I can just blend it a bit...
Yes, that might do it... almost like that"
[Verse 1: Kate Bush]
Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
[Verse 2: Kate Bush]
That bit there
It was an accident
But he's so pleased
Mmm, it's the best mistake he could make
And it's my favourite piece, it's just great
[Verse 3: Kate Bush]
The flick of a wrist twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin
With a kiss in a tryst
Just a smudge
But what it becomes in his hands
"If I can lighten the browns and the sand
And rub it right into where the sky's reaching down
So it's... like the edge of a mirror...
But this blue needs to be darker, much darker...
Maybe if I can just blend it a bit...
Yes, that might do it... almost like that"
[Verse 1: Kate Bush]
Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
[Verse 2: Kate Bush]
That bit there
It was an accident
But he's so pleased
Mmm, it's the best mistake he could make
And it's my favourite piece, it's just great
[Verse 3: Kate Bush]
The flick of a wrist twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin
With a kiss in a tryst
Just a smudge
But what it becomes in his hands
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