Name: Pablo Picasso
Duration: 3 min 23 s
Channel: Nathan Robinson
Description: "Pablo Picasso" is a song by Raise Up Roofbeams.

Pablo Picasso

Raise Up Roofbeams

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Raise Up Roofbeams

An acoustic folk/alt-country band that takes art, emotions, and freedom seriously. Perfect for those who seek meaning in a world and media that appears ever in

Acoustic folk made babies with rock and roll, and they called themselves Raise up Roof Beams. Nathan's weighty tales of love and loss are affectionately arranged by the Roof Beams and sung over mellow-yet-driven beats of hope and progress until it finally occurs to you that it is not all about being sad. The biggest thing out of Pennsylvania since Yuengling and President Buchanan.

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Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic Folk

Charts

Peak #487

Peak in subgenre #42

Author

Nathan Robinson

Uploaded

February 08, 2006

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MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 3:23

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(Photo by Kimberly Rush)

Lyrics

Postcards from Spain do not come every day.  I hope you feel okay as you throw them away.  They would not burn, so I tore them in pieces and buried them in mud where moonlight reaches with fingers and photons to a rock pile that grows.  It was smaller when we sat there ages ago and talked out our problems while I kissed cigarettes.  You have made a mess now that you will grow to regret.

I lay on my back and watch planes slowly overhead, crawling lit across the sky.  Soon I will be so dead.  Soon I will be so far away on interstates flying with aeroplanes and fighting for anything, but now I am an industry sick with productivity.  I am cold with the delivery of truths that you will not see, but truth is not pure: I can not see everything.  I can not say everything.  I am a human being.

I am buried in mud now with Pablo Picasso.  I am painted in white, all covered in gesso.  I am all cured from sin and pure from all this apathy.  I am wounded within by a guilt (there is a guilt from everything).

Every word that I am saying has significance.  Do not pass them off as mere happenstance.  Do not pass me off to your bastard friends.  Love is more than just chemicals and circumstance.

I lay on my back and watch planes slowly overhead, crawling lit across the sky.  Soon I will be so dead.

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