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isabell littell - artful end lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m at the diner
i don’t want a routine any longer
i’ve been trying new things
trying to figure out who
i’m gonna become next
who will i become?
do you know what the universe had to do for us to be in the same restaurant right now?
for you to come around the same time i thought about you and how…

[pre chorus]
you waited for me to dream up a new life
away from you and now you’re too late
it’s a temporary feeling
that’s what i keep telling everybody
you just picked up the rest of your stuff
and now it’s gone like the rest of our love
i would havе died to qualify as the one
and thеn i was and it wasn’t enough
[chorus]
i want an artful end
to get up excited
i want an artful end
to go where i’m invited
mornings painted by me
not for me to make your coffee
or have every joy of mine
put out like one of your cigarettes
i want an artful end
i’m over this painful repetition
in conclusion
this love was an illusion
now i want an artful end
that’s what comes after fairytales end
i want an artful end
i’ll paint an artful end instead

[verse 2]
i made excuses for you
for the things that you would do, cause i wanted to believe that wasn’t really you
but lacking the full story is still lying babe
i get up and hide away
i’m trying my best to erase the part of me that held you so in my world, you die and i can say
“the funeral was last night
i set what i kept on fire
now the forest is on fire again
but this is last fire i’ll set
i swear”
[pre chorus]
i was always being painted as a goodbye
but i painted that art from a broken heart
i was always being painted as a second choice but it was my brush that allowed the works
i looked you up one day to find you’re at one of those schools like harvard
and i’m a gypsy on the road
little did i know
this towns gots room for us both

[chorus]
i want an artful end
to get up excited
i want an artful end
to go where i’m invited
mornings painted by me
not for me to make your coffee
or have every joy of mine
put out like one of your cigarettes
i want an artful end
i’m over this painful repetition
in conclusion
this love was an illusion
now i want an artful end
that’s what comes after fairytales end
i want an artful end
i’ll paint an artful end instead
[bridge]
i had a long term plan
but i want an artful end
i had a long term plan
but i want an artful end
i had a long term plan
but i want an artful end
i had a long term plan
but i want an artful end

i can’t pretend to be your friend
you’re in the booth across from me
i get up and leave quietly because i was not sowed for a man to reap
there is a greater rainbow that i go to seek

i want an artful end
i’ll paint paint an artful end instead
i want an artful end
i’ll paint paint an artful end instead
i want an artful end
i’ll paint paint an artful end instead
i want an artful end
i’ll paint paint an artful end instead

[dialogue]
i forgot who i was that day but i’m grateful she came
that weekend i walked through the woods, well it was closed but they let me through
it’s absurd that they can just lock nature up; those with no dreams besides ownership
who i was that day, i+
she had no idea what she was doing but she knew what she wanted
she knew there was better
she knew that the taste of coffee was good again and she found that building a footpath was as good as essential; manmade or unpaved
that day i walked alone through the endless garden, for there was nowhere else i could truly call home
and i thought of what i could be and where i could go
and it was as exhausting as it was exciting
it was magically mesmerizing to know where the story started; in the dead of winter, hurt and running alongside woods burning
but i made it here and i will make it there:
as far as my youth can take me
i walked back up to the bus stop and thought to myself
how beautiful would it all be?
to find myself unseen in forests that generate a peace that paints a lifestyle like thoreau
better than unbothered
like how they did it during the romantic era
writing the road as a heartfelt note for those who would face a society entirely different but somehow unchanged
and it would be such an artful way to go
the most beautiful thing i’d never been shown
a floral walkway leading me home
by choosing myself and moving on

- isabell littell lyrics

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