We're all the same now   We're all the same   We're all the same now   We're all the same      In this picture   I'm going to try and get an overview   In this picture   The lines are blurred but my colors are shining through   I start with a canvas   And think about what I want to achieve   From another angle   The paintings gonna make a print of me   Choose the texture      Carot gold, the kind fit for a king   But that aint what I'm about   So I'll take this earth and I'll mix it in   Now my paintings ready to begin   But how big should it be   Big enough for the mantlepiece of every home   Or small enough for my back pocket and me      [REPEAT CHORUS]      I start with the heart now   The rest will develop from its beat   As it takes shape   The picture no longer resembles me   It resembles every living thing I've ever seen or heard   From the heart of me to a flying bird   So now how big should this picture be   Should it fill the world or my back pocket and me   In this picture   I"m going to try and get an overview   In this picture   The lines are blurred but my colors are shining through      [REPEAT CHORUS]      Everything, everything will be ok   It will be ok   Cos now I know how this picture should be   it should fill the world, but it also should fill me   my backpocket and me....