I just wanted to tell you I love you
I just wanted to tell you again
I saw you today on your mountain
I just want you to know that I'm there
Got a whole other world standing next to me

Little angels directing my hands
They won't let me choose from the colors I use
They want violence and black like Cezanne
The raging side is hard to hide
I blame it all, this time
When I painted Guernica

These are dangerous times for thinkin'
I'm a stranger in a strange land
If you think for yourself, you're a traitor
It's like walking on quicksand
So I work in the shadows of uncertainty
Waiting for that knock at the door

When I got a line that says, "Is this your idea?"
I say, "No, I thought it was yours"
Just a drum off track, I went all the way back
The man on top reminded ya
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
Alright

Fly away, fly away from the start of end times
That's green and white in the meadows
Fly away, fly away from your worst nightmare
As you disappear in the shadows
Fly away, fly away from your broken bones
Fly away, fly away from evil
These big black screens are snatchin' dreams
Fly away, fly away to freedom

This picture is a chamber of horrors
This picture's a crucifixion
It'll hang on the walls of eternity halls
It will never be forgotten
When my hands veil the truth behind images
This picture is trying to explain

If this anger smashes into your consciousness
Then this picture will not be in vain
And the camera smells arrested shells, I created a monster
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
Alright