Vincent

sometimes I could see

how cutting an ear off might be

the most productive and satisfying thing to do

because sometimes I feel

my insides are heavy

as heaven must be on the sky

I paint a starry night

I seal my heart in the brightest colors

I hope someone finds it there

and it makes them feel the way I do

it could be that would be enough

it could be that would be enough

Wednesdays he feels

just like a lack-a-day

been trying too hard all week

but he's got no money to show

so he makes himself

squeeze into the pocket of a flock of pants

fits just like a rock inside a shoe

in everyone he falls right through

so he paints a starry night

he seals his heart in the brightest colors

he hopes someone finds it there

and it makes them cry

makes them want to take him home to dinner

like a long lost lover

like an only child

like his younger brother

it could be that would be enough

it could be that would be enough

sometimes when he feels

his insides are heavy

as heaven must be on the sky

he goes to the familiar

emptiness of a blank canvas

to fill it with the riches of a lonely poor man

he steals into his brushes

to make his life amend, amend

he paints a starry night

seals his heart in the brightest colors

he hopes someone finds it there

and it makes them cry

makes them want to take him home for dinner

like a long lost lover

like an only child

like his younger brother

like a soul unfurled

like his favorite girl

out of this cold cold world

it could be that would be enough

it could be that would be enough