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 MARC COHN - Olana Lyrics

They say my final masterpiece
Was this house upon the hill
High above the great and mighty river
My hand could not hold the brushes
Yes I guess I lost my will
And you can't keep painting paradise forever
Oh forever

From the Andes to Niagara
To where we stand today
I drew the great creations of my master
'Til the oil and the canvas
Lord I threw them all away
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And traded them for stone and brick and plaster
I traded them all for you

[Winter wind blows and the river lies frozen at my feet]
I traded them all for you
[Springtime come and the river wanna run above the street]

She came to me one night
While I was tossing in my dreams
She said she'd give my family protection
I recall the night I died
Beneath her arches and her beams
I thanked her for the shelter and direction
I was lost until Olana

[Sun beat down on a summertime town -- he left me there]
I was lost until Olana
[Watching these hills turning gold for one more year]

Oh I've been from Jerusalem to Rome
Now I'm floating through these rooms tonight alone
And looking back on everything
All I ever wanted was a home

I was lost until Olana
How sweet the sound
How sweet the sound

They say my final masterpiece
Was this house upon the hill

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