Painting Without Colours 歌词

I saw a canvas in a dream It was coloured with an expreesive stream Of flaming novas and comet's gleam From an unknown place Merged inside a golden frame There were mystic sky-scapes aflame Heading for stellar fame In the hole of space I held a brush in my hand It glittered like a wizards wand I stroke the shining canvas abd The images came to life Another stroke, another flare My soul was spellbound by the glare I was given pictures from a secret lair In nuances rife I'm painting without colours Instead I'm using the flare of stars and the imagery becomes fiery Brighter then the glow of mars I'm painting without colours Instead I'm using the flare of stars Covering my inner wounds and scars I keep a mystery, in my gallery A thousand paintings made of stars