That's Just About Right Lyrics - Singles - Blackhawk

My old friend lives up in the mountains 

He flew up there to paint the world 

He says, "Even though interpretation's what I count on 

This little picture to me seems blur 

Hard lines and the shadows come easy 

I see it all just as clear as a bell 

I just can't seem to set my easel to please me 

I paint my heaven, but it looks like hell", yeah 

Your blue might be gray 

Your less might be more 

Your window to the world might be your own front door 

And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night 

That's just about right 

He said that "I ain't comin' down 'til my picture is perfect" 

And all the wonder is gone from my eyes 

Down through my hands, and onto to the canvas 

Still like my vision, but still a surprise 

"Real life," he says, "Is the hardest impression 

It's always movin' so I let it come through" 

That my friend, I say, "Is the glory of true independence 

Just to do what you do, what you do, what you do", yeah 

Your blue might be gray 

Your less might be more 

Your window to the world might be your own front door 

And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night 

That's just about right 

My old friend came down from the mountain 

Without even lookin', he found a little truth 

You can go through life with the greatest intentions 

But you do what you do, what you just gotta do, yeah 

Your blue might be gray 

Your less might be more 

Your window to the world might be your own front door 

And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night 

Your blue might be gray 

Your less might be more 

Your window to the world might be your own front door 

And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night 

That's just about right 

That's just about right, yeah