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All the rowboats
In the paintings
They keep trying to row away
And the captains
Worried faces
Stay contorted and staring at the waves
Theyll keep hanging
In their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
Hear them whispering
French and German
Dutch, Italian, and Latin
When no ones looking
I catch a sculpture
Marble, gold, and soft as satin
But the most special
Are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins
They keep coughing
Theyve forgotten, forgotten how to sing, how to sing
La-la-la-la-la
How
First theres lights out
Then theres lock-up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
Its their own fault
For being timeless
Theres a price you pay
And a consequence
All the galleries
The museums
Heres your ticket, welcome to the tombs
Theyre just public
Mausoleums
The living dead fill every room
But the most special
Are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins
They keep coughing
Theyve forgotten, forgotten how to sing
They will hang there
In their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
First theres lights out
Then theres lock-up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
Its their own fault
For being timeless
Theres a price you pay
And a consequence
All the galleries
The museums
They will stay there forever and a day
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away