Color My World-Eyedea/Abilities

[ti:Color My World] [ar:Eyedea & Abilities] [al:First Born] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Color My World - Eyedea/Abilities [00:53.47]I once met a man who trained himself not to dream [00:55.76] [00:56.39]What he seems to have seen was a glimpse of everything [00:59.64]He's been painting pictures on canvas since age thirteen [01:02.13] [01:02.91]And claims he only exists in the mind of a higher being [01:06.45]And I enjoy his work; mostly scenic landscapes [01:08.89] [01:09.89]But each one is focused on an easel where the man paints himself painting himself [01:14.37]And all that's in his visual field [01:16.44]He said this was the only way he could make himself real [01:19.30]Ever since he could remember he had one nightmare reoccur [01:22.34] [01:22.96]But until about ten years ago [01:24.98]It didn't matter [01:25.67]It consisted of loud [01:27.23]Distorted sounds echoing off the concrete [01:28.95]He ran on top of it in attempt to reach a ladder [01:31.96] [01:32.63]Now sometimes [01:33.35]He'd get so close but never touch his destination [01:35.94]Which caused him much frustration 'cause he didn't know what it meant [01:39.14]And by the end of the dream [01:41.10]He saw the scene from a bird's eye [01:42.97]Only to witness his dead body laying on the cement [01:45.22] [01:45.73]It was only to witness his dead body laying on the cement [01:49.02]At first it freaked him out [01:50.81]But after a while he grew content [01:52.52]So he thought "It's just a dream " [01:54.48]And kept living his life [01:55.95]Writing his soul on the canvas 'cause it sheds his planet light [01:58.90] [01:59.53]And it goes on and on like space and time ain't nothing odd [02:03.01]It's not that he didn't believe [02:04.38]He just didn't approve of God [02:05.91]His experience was one I couldn't comprehend [02:07.53] [02:08.11]'Till I stopped being detective and listened to him as a friend [02:11.39] [02:12.26]He said [02:12.81]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [02:16.08]It was then that he knew he was the art of divinity [02:18.93] [02:19.43]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [02:22.11] [02:22.80]A brush stroke of the gods made him one note in their symphony [02:26.41]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [02:29.35]He spoke for himself and not the rest of humanity [02:32.24]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [02:35.08] [02:36.06]And I realize that I'm not real [02:37.98]God just imagined me [02:38.97] [03:04.53]It's like I said [03:05.37]About ten years ago the event that changed his whole reality [03:08.99]Took place on his monthly trip to the local art gallery [03:11.70]It was there where he studied his contemporaries [03:13.91] [03:14.71]And there where he nearly carried his sanity to a hole and buried it forever [03:18.79]It was a very mysterious day [03:20.58]The place was almost empty [03:22.00]And he got chills down his spine just being present in the scene [03:25.23]On the wall there was a picture that looked familiar [03:27.99]And when he got close his heart stopped [03:30.22]Cause he saw it was a painting of his dream [03:32.51]It was a painting of his dream [03:34.19]His body on a runway [03:35.54]By a ladder to an airplane with its propellers spinning [03:37.74] [03:38.47]Which accounted for the loud noise [03:40.10]The match up was perfect [03:41.65]And that was the day he stopped believing in existing [03:44.09] [03:45.07]He resented his creator [03:46.57]I mean words can't explain [03:48.22]What must have went on in his brain [03:50.45]While he stared into a frame [03:51.90]Of a work of art which he created and was at the same time [03:55.05] [03:55.84]The mind can't handle that much it's just insane [03:58.43]It's like reading a book [03:59.98]Where each words describe your thoughts [04:01.74]And in quotations it reads whatever you say when you talk [04:04.38] [04:04.96]You think it can't happen [04:06.53]But it did happen [04:07.67] [04:08.17]I guess there's surprisingly wide cracks in each life's sidewalk [04:10.75] [04:11.85]He stumbled upon an answer when he never had a question [04:14.94]And decided to stop dreaming to maintain his mental health [04:17.34] [04:17.92]Now he hardly talks to people [04:19.98]Just stays in his basement [04:21.69]Writing infinity by painting himself [04:23.07] [04:23.75]Painting himself [04:24.79]This is a strange universe [04:26.13] [04:26.64]Is it all just a blueprint [04:28.51]In the real universe is my consciousness useless [04:30.68] [04:31.33]Are we really something a higher intelligence made up [04:34.23]A figment of imagination colored by a cosmic paintbrush [04:36.86] [04:38.19]Maybe all of our art creates the fate of other beings [04:41.15]Then every character in ever novel thinks it's alive and were just gods [04:45.04]Ruling blindly [04:45.99]Just a theory [04:47.06]I don't know what it means [04:48.54]But that's the story of the man who trained himself not to dream [04:51.72]He once saw a paining that told his whole life story [04:54.19] [04:55.02]He witnessed the paradox of the word "existing" [04:56.92] [04:57.96]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [05:00.83] [05:01.80]He colored his world theirs and concluded he wasn't living [05:04.68]He once saw a painting that told his whole life story [05:07.47] [05:08.20]The hidden variable that all that is is art [05:10.61] [05:11.22]And when I close my eyes I see eternity as a story [05:14.43]A God imagined the God that imagined me [05:16.34] [05:16.92]And I am God [05:17.95] [05:18.67]And so on [05:19.65] [05:20.25]And so on [05:21.47]And so on