Chasing Dreams 

Chasing Dreams
by: Lord Jon Ray
Genre: Dark New Wave
Lyrics:
Brushstrokes on an empty canvas
Colors bleed, but no one understands
In a world of noise, I'm mute
My art, a silent substitute
Chasing dreams in empty halls
Echoes answer my desperate calls
..love..love..love
Love, a powerful drug I crave
To pull me from this artful grave
Gallery walls, white and bare
I hang my heart for none to care
Faceless crowds pass me by
My relevance, a fading cry
Midnight oil burns in vain
Creating beauty born from pain
But who will see, who will know?
The depths to which my colors flow
In every stroke, a piece of me
A plea for eyes that want to see
Desire to be desired, to matter
Before my dreams begin to scatter
Accolades turn to dust
In this world of fickle trust
Yet still I paint, still I yearn
For the recognition I can't earn
Chasing dreams in empty halls
Echoes answer my desperate calls
..love..love..love
Love, a powerful drug I crave
To pull me from this artful grave
In the end, it's not the art
That fills the void within my heart
But the desperate need to be
Loved, seen, touched - to simply be
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