I'm drawing lines I'm drawing lines on paper They start to look like smoke I see them turn to vapor They go right off the page And slip into my mind A constant stream of lines You fire in my mind You fire in my mind Now I'm painting Now I'm painting pictures But I don't use the brush Do it with my fingers I like the feel of canvas I like to touch my paint I'm painting burning buildings I'm painting burning buildings I'm painting burning buildings I try my hand I try my hand in sculpture I take a lump of clay I turn it into something It stands all by it self A monument to culture I stand beside myself And still I'm next to nothing And still I'm next to nothing