| Song | Paintings |
| Artist | See The World |
| Album | Broken Cities |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You tell me you’ve lost all your dreams | |
| You tell me you don’t believe | |
| You tell me that you’re growing old | |
| You tell me your story’s been told | |
| And I | |
| I don’t believe | |
| We are paintings on a wall | |
| We can’t get down to break your fall | |
| But we see you from behind our painted eyes | |
| Lines and colors, you won’t recognize | |
| And I | |
| I don’t believe | |
| You’re kissing dreams away | |
| Shutting curtains on your stage | |
| But tell me is this what you call growing old? |
| You tell me you' ve lost all your dreams | |
| You tell me you don' t believe | |
| You tell me that you' re growing old | |
| You tell me your story' s been told | |
| And I | |
| I don' t believe | |
| We are paintings on a wall | |
| We can' t get down to break your fall | |
| But we see you from behind our painted eyes | |
| Lines and colors, you won' t recognize | |
| And I | |
| I don' t believe | |
| You' re kissing dreams away | |
| Shutting curtains on your stage | |
| But tell me is this what you call growing old? |
| You tell me you' ve lost all your dreams | |
| You tell me you don' t believe | |
| You tell me that you' re growing old | |
| You tell me your story' s been told | |
| And I | |
| I don' t believe | |
| We are paintings on a wall | |
| We can' t get down to break your fall | |
| But we see you from behind our painted eyes | |
| Lines and colors, you won' t recognize | |
| And I | |
| I don' t believe | |
| You' re kissing dreams away | |
| Shutting curtains on your stage | |
| But tell me is this what you call growing old? |