Change the mood from joy to sadness Because sad is the song I sing On dreams in deep meditations On seven horses running on the shore at dawn Born to fly To fly in the depths of art To plunge in her captious whirls To sin by knowing thoughts of god But I have wasted the dawn And this is not to be forgiven by any heaven So look and see I`ll paint a picture Filled with so many questions and sorrow that divine But instead of an angel I`ll paint a man For the paint set so carefully Would wash away its shapes