Rothko
05/13/2025
2505131738962

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Lyrics:
Here at the art museum,
in Toronto, I just stand still.
There’s a painting right before me,
by Rothko — the one that gives me chills.

Three rectangles of pure color,
stacked in careful harmony.
And beside them, there's a phone line,
with a quiet voice that speaks to me.


Rothko’s voice makes a request,
it feels so simple, yet so grand:
“Give me five minutes of your life,
but fully — let go, understand.”

Only then the colors breathe,
only then they come alive.
Actors trained to stir your soul,
on a stage where you arrive.

Five minutes of your lifetime,
for a theater made of shade.
No distractions, no opinions,
just emotions as they fade.

He read the Greeks, and Dostoyevsky,
lived through silence and despair.
After years inside the canvas,
don’t you think it's only fair?

And right beside this masterpiece,
a voice like sacred vow:
“Five minutes of your essence —
but surrender, here and now.”

And yet… we waste our lives
on manatee-sized dramas.
I’m sorry — but your ex?
That’s some Animal Planet karma.

The alpha manatee grunts and pounds,
to get back what he left behind.
He woos manatee number two,
so number one will change her mind.

Don’t you think it sounds familiar?
This marine soap opera scene?
You — divine and radiant woman —
why let that mess stain your sheen?

Let the manatees keep flailing,
chests puffed out, all full of pride.
Flashing tails in sad submission,
spinning circles in the tide.

You were made for fire and silence,
not for muddy waters low.
You were born to face a Rothko —
not a manatee sideshow.

So give me five minutes,
of your real and sacred time.
Forget hormonal manatees,
give your heartbeat into mine.

Five minutes…
or eternity.
But please —
no manatees.

Come to me,
like Rothko.
Breathe with me,
in color and glow.

And let my voice repeat the prayer:
“Five minutes of your life…
but surrender — truly there.”

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Title Rothko
Lyrics:
Here at the art museum,
in Toronto, I just stand still.
There’s a painting right before me,
by Rothko — the one that gives me chills.

Three rectangles of pure color,
stacked in careful harmony.
And beside them, there's a phone line,
with a quiet voice that speaks to me.


Rothko’s voice makes a request,
it feels so simple, yet so grand:
“Give me five minutes of your life,
but fully — let go, understand.”

Only then the colors breathe,
only then they come alive.
Actors trained to stir your soul,
on a stage where you arrive.

Five minutes of your lifetime,
for a theater made of shade.
No distractions, no opinions,
just emotions as they fade.

He read the Greeks, and Dostoyevsky,
lived through silence and despair.
After years inside the canvas,
don’t you think it's only fair?

And right beside this masterpiece,
a voice like sacred vow:
“Five minutes of your essence —
but surrender, here and now.”

And yet… we waste our lives
on manatee-sized dramas.
I’m sorry — but your ex?
That’s some Animal Planet karma.

The alpha manatee grunts and pounds,
to get back what he left behind.
He woos manatee number two,
so number one will change her mind.

Don’t you think it sounds familiar?
This marine soap opera scene?
You — divine and radiant woman —
why let that mess stain your sheen?

Let the manatees keep flailing,
chests puffed out, all full of pride.
Flashing tails in sad submission,
spinning circles in the tide.

You were made for fire and silence,
not for muddy waters low.
You were born to face a Rothko —
not a manatee sideshow.

So give me five minutes,
of your real and sacred time.
Forget hormonal manatees,
give your heartbeat into mine.

Five minutes…
or eternity.
But please —
no manatees.

Come to me,
like Rothko.
Breathe with me,
in color and glow.

And let my voice repeat the prayer:
“Five minutes of your life…
but surrender — truly there.”
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Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date May 13, 2025.


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