You pushed open this museum door
Tell me, to be moved, to be surprised
To have fun or judge me, you
The visitor who'll lend me their eyes
To brighten a rainy Monday, fill a boring Sunday
What are you looking for in art
I found this museum thanks to my mom
Stunned when she brought me here
After all the times I walked past it
Thinking it was too pricey for me
Building too cold, walls too white
And then I felt a magic that inspires
At first I didn't want to go
In the end I didn't want to leave
Like I was seeing pictures of my own words
As a kid I wanted my mom instead of Warhol's Marilyn
I blamed fate for not giving me the gift of drawing
So I borrowed other people's hands
One drawing in exchange for one of my good ideas
Yeah that's it, a bit bigger please, add some white
A bit more well-behaved in class when they told me Art History
A few years later I thank Mrs. Lafon-Labarbe
Collabs, a few selections outside the frame
A hanging of paintings seeing daylight again
Like it escaped the cellar
No cash for the audio guide, I just listened to the voice in my head
I made my own interpretations, I analyzed my reactions
To those shows that inspired me, shaped me
To the times I walked out glad I didn't get it
To the guard who blends with the statues, sitting in the corner
To the cleaning lady who dances when the museum goes dark
To my friend it doesn't touch, who's got better things to do
Welcome to my imaginary museum
To stop time I found an excuse
I spent the night inside
Waiting for the paintings to whisper me a script
More real than the model
The biggest museum on earth
Is the one we got in our head
To stop time I found an excuse
I spent the night inside
Waiting for the paintings to whisper me a script
More real than the model
The biggest museum on earth
Is the one we got in our head