The True Artist Never Dies

The true artist never dies, Rather lives on in the many hearts/ A wise soldier will always learn, That living by sight will cause one to burn, A memory can be tainted by a battery of lies ! Oft, we hear a word spoken in the darness, With the inner pain that can be released in the light; Never give up the fight ! Within pain that can turn many heads away/ Choose to bow the knee to pray/ Don't ever assume that everything is all right, By painting the town both by living by sight ! Be captivated by who you are, This true source of truth, One will never learn at the local bar/ Oft' we get tired and a bit perplexed ? This challenge to be free is a question of time ! Like a leaning tower, We are so afraid to reveal are true selves/ By hiding behind the four walls, With heavy bars made out of steel/ Don't ever give up on what is real ! Sheltered from the outside cold/ It is true that the true artist never dies/ Rather to live on in the many hearts of their adoring fans ! We will live to cherish every moment and lasting memory ! Until a las we will reach heaven's door !