the last push of the brush,
go make that colour that you love,
perform the line,
could it be the final time,
do you think you've done enough?
where are you now?
Is there a chance you're still around?
our memories of you get fainter by the day,
But your masterpieces never fade away.
with a hole in the bank,
you leave a legacy of turpentine,
and now your studio sounds,
as if it lived deep underground,
with no paintings to reflect this reassign.
Where are you now?
Is there a chance you're still around?
Now we look at your life,
through the smears of your palette knife,
beguiled by every mark that you made.
Veridian green,
Overused by the masses,
But you kept it clean,
Through your dots and your dashes,
And though your colours turned grey,
On your very last day,
A beauty emerged,
You gave us all that you learned,
In your pièce de résistance...
the last push of the brush,
go make that colour that you love,
perform the line,
could it be the final time,
do you think you've done enough?
Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2022