Dexterdale Project

Lyrics

My life's in a frame
Hung in a strange place

The artist didn't sign their name
But it is painted with grace

People see what they see
Through glasses of rose
Not really looking at me
I’m just one of the posed

What you see on the surface
Hides the truth underneath
All the shades and bright colors
Of what we want to believe

I don’t claim to be perfect
My portrait is plain
It will always be changing
Won’t ever stay the same

If you look really close
All the details are there
Like a finely drawn line
You can find if you care

Are we more than a picture
Where we all seem ideal
Take a moment to listen
People will feel more real

I don’t claim to be perfect
My portrait is plain
It will always be changing
Won’t ever stay the same

In a gallery of lives
The whole world is displayed
Behind each face is a story
That the smiles betray

Moments that define a life
Not always in view
Find them hidden on the canvas
Let them guide you through

When my time is ended
Put the painting away
Pull it out on occasion
And remember to say

He didn’t claim to be perfect
His portrait was plain
But it was always changing
It was never the same

He didn’t claim to be perfect
His portrait was plain
But it was always changing
It was never the same