Moving Canvas (live from Mid‐Sömmer Musik)

Alright?
Yeah
Right
Good?
Yeah
One, two, three, four
The moving canvas prowls again
Stalking like a midnight king
On the hunt for something or someone
You'd better hope no one's like you
His true blue eyes will set on you
And you'll meet his gaze and then you'll turn to stone
This moving canvas is well worn
His body broken and battle scarred
His triumph comes at such a cost
For every gain there's so much lost
On himself he paints a scene
But the picture that you see
Is the one of your design
It's the one you want to be
Just like him
So wild yet so free
The canvas is well worn
His body broken and battle scarred
His triumph comes at such a cost
The surface easy when all is hard
On himself he paints a scene
But the picture that you see
Is the one of your design
It's the one you want to be
Just like him
So wild yet so free
This moving canvas is with us now
He'd do the wisest in the crowd
His true, true eyes will set on you
Flashing smiles, he knows he's good
He knows he's good
He knows he's good
He knows he's good
He knows he's good
He knows he's good
He knows he's good