Young the Giant Art Exhibit song lyrics

I, I saw a picture of you today

At an art exhibit on memory lane

You wore those bells we found on Champs-Elysees

Framed like the golden masters

Forgotten all these years

Pouring like rain

A truth that appears

Oh, the genius of pain

Without a name

Pouring like rain

'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again

Words we had to describe the same feeling

Now without a meaning

'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again

Looking at a hole in the ceiling

I, I watched the movie of you today

Silver screen

Adapted from my thoughts on Broadway

You saved the world

We lived in such harmony

Blockbuster sales in 12 countries

Remembered all these years

Falling like rain

A truth that appears

Oh, the genius of pain, oh

'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again

Words we had to describe the same feeling

Now without a meaning

'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again

Looking at a hole in the ceiling