Dar Williams
Dar Williams - Mark Rothko Song lyrics
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Words and music by dar williams The blue it speaks so full It's like the beauty one can barely stand Or too much things dropped in your hand And there's a green like the peace In your heart sometimes Printed underneath the sheets of ashy snow And there's a blue like where the urban angels govery bright Now the calder mobile tips a biomorphic sphere Then it swings it's dangling pieces Round to other paintings here Your behavior is so male It's like you can't explain yourself to me I think I'll ask renoir to tea For his flowers are as real as they are all the time And the sunlight sets the furniture aglow It's a pleasant time as far as people gohow far do they go? Well his roses are perfect and his words have no wings I know what he can give me and I like to know these things I met her at the funeral She said I don't know what he meant to me I just know he affected me An effect not unlike his art I believe The service starts and we are in the know He had so much to say but more to showand ain't that true of life? So we weep for a person who lived at great cost Yet we barely knew his powers till we sensed that we had lost A friend and I in a museum room She says"look at mark rothko's side Did you know about his suicide? Some folks were born with a foot in the gravebut not meof course" And she smiles as if to say we're in the know Then she names a coffee place where we can gouptown Now the painting is desperatebut the crowds wash away In a crowd of kind pedestrians who've seen enough today