Leave It Like It Is

Now when the paint jar tipped Off of the table You watched as it started to fall Glass popped, shattered and splattered And paint spray hit the wall Bright, blue glossy enamel Across the kitchen floor You said, "Good God, look at that pattern I've never seen that before" Chorus Leave it like it is Never mind the turpentine Leave it like it is Its fine Now when the paint dried You gave it a title You called it "Kitchen Blue" A white frame painted around it And gallery lighting too Rich folks come over to dinner They all want one of their own They say "How much? Who's the artist" And, "My what a beautiful home" Chorus Now most folks suffer in sorrow Thinking they're just no good They don't match the magazine model As close as they think they should They live just like the "paint by numbers" The teacher would be impressed A life-time of follow the lines So it's just like all of the rest