Kathy Muir - Seattle Mornin' lyrics

Words may fall onto the ground Shatter so that all around Will hear their call Pick each piece up one by one Then scatter them toward the sun See them rise and fall Abstract in its infancy The painter brushes steadily With strokes, deep and narrow Curving, swirling silently With movements that so gracefully Reveal the form Before the mask took you away And sculptures finely made of clay The work you portrayed Was so much more transparent than The subjects painted by your hand Today, on display A cacophony of shades and hues Dissonant yet widely viewed Now you had an unveiling They said it was a masterpiece When the opening curtain then revealed A face scored with prose, like a ghost in reverie