The waves you paint, the words I sing
both are plein, and echo mountain streams.
Birds and leaves gather 'round your breeze.
Is it plain to you, what plein means to me?
Your lips insist I think about the sea.
You'll paint my ships, I'll hit the keys.
And its a bliss. Are you thinking the same thing?
You'll brush your strokes, I'll strike my strings.
And we'll make art by blending our two parts.
I'll fan your flames, you'll light my spark.
And after dark, we'll settle story arcs.
You'll kill the king, I'll steal your heart.
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