Painting Forgotten Places (music video)

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“Painting Forgotten Land”

Made this song in honour of the many abandoned places where I paint.

Lyrics are mine, music is partly ai and myself.

Art is mine as well as the images from:
Berlin
Albania
Bulgaria
Hawaii
Greece
Amsterdam
Leiden
Paris

Lyrics
The silence is heavy, but somehow it’s kind,
An old world resting, forgotten by man and time.
Where my spray cans sing in bursts of aerosols,
Painting pieces with colors brand new.

Abandoned dreams, left to the vines,
The past wrapped in green where the wildwood twines.
Perfect canvases, walls once proud,
Now calling for colors, for art loud and wild.
And my colors dance where the loneliness roams.

The train tracks long silent, where moss grows so thick,
Where rabbits hop freely through steel left to slip.
And I find my place in this peace wrapped in time,
Where graffiti and grass grow in rhythm and rhyme.

This calm is a canvas, this peace is a muse,
Where wildflowers sing in abandoned shoes.
Spray cans explode like a sunrise in bloom,
Colors that echo where engines once loomed.

So here I’ll keep painting, where the wild things grow,
Where the past and my colors in harmony flow.
A love song for ruins, for nature’s soft hand,
Where my art makes its mark on forgotten land.