Muffled in the calm The night was almost down A honey colored moon And the gra** was brown And your memory shakes My body in the night Blasting the thick silence But it's alright Tonight I saw her By the witness tree I saw her weeping But not for me Buried in the silence Those thoughts deep in my brain Underneath your love Can come out tonight CHORUS Hey Rembrandt Paint a picture of this Cause I have never seen Such loveliness Tell Ruben and DaVinci Michelangelo and Chagall I just saw my baby On my wall His portrait of her I would hang Stored up in the canvas The pressures of his hand Realer than the real thing The lie beneath the truth Hoping beyond hope She'll come back to me Sometimes I go back To the witness tree Because I love the ghost Of her company But still her memory shakes My body in the night Blasting the thick silence REPEAT CHORUS Hey Rembrandt Look at those moves Softer than soft Beneath the yellow moon Now poetrys romantic But words are just semantics Pick up your brush And see what you can do Pick up your brush and see what you can do See what you can do