Still Life

Oil and resin like blood on the floor Flowers and feathers strung up on the wall Another white canvas stretched to the frame Did the fear of failure haunt you the same? Toronto to London, your paints in your arm Came out with a medal and your scars from the war Would you switch it for all the success of your peers? Oh, where are you now? Got lost to the years Sun on the river in another red dawn Was the mist around Hammersmith Bridge getting worn? When the colours were fading under the stars Were you still tryna paint that ache in your heart?