Even through his blue
He painted starry night
His favorite chair
His favorite pipe
And a sealed up bag containing
Hashish
He could not smoke the pain away

A missing ear becomes a symbol
Only the madness of knowing
Ear lobe
His love
The way no one else does
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No numb could take the pain away

Van Gogh
Died poor
And alone
In a field that was
His last expression
He died by his own hand
It wasn't even raining

It should have been

We want to love
A simple perfect world
Some masterful design
An unknown
We have heart
Still our blood moves now in vain
And if you cut me how it spills
Always the scars

As long as there's injustice in the world
There is room for jealousy
As long as jealousy still lives
There will be hate

We want to live
Denying the natural order of things
For every up there is a down
And only light when no more darkness
We have faith
Only because these gloomy days
Have taught us how to lose
And lose all hope

This Darkness thinks it's light
Believes it needs to spread
As some benevolent force
Some way to guide mankind
Darkness so convinced
It's a disciple of love
So selfish with its wants
And its desires

This Darkness thinks it's light
Believes that it is right
And kills love
In the name of hope
Darkness so convinced
That saying it is love
Makes it be love
When it never was

And now the lady with the heart
And with the eyes
Sees only darkness falling
And pools of blood

She
Speaks to us no more
She's lost without a light