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