white iris

Every day was a hungry day, wasn't it Vincent?
Every stroke of your brush a blessed event
And I know your heart was full of wretched torment
My white iris, you knew it was worth it

She struggles with the way she goes
She has a heart like a mountain rose
The question of her path
will deflate her
and make her
sleep late
Her mind is in the sky
Her body's on the ground
Where will the next stroke come from?

Her every thought is a work of art
And I want to give her a star chart
And say, "Navigate!
There's the way!"
The brightest star
The biggest star
very bizarre and
so like the iris
so like the iris

Every day was a hungry day, wasn't it Vincent?
Every stroke of your brush a blessed event
And I know your heart was full of wretched torment
My white iris, you knew it was worth it

Paint on lady
Play on girl
Put your flowerpot on your head
And conquer the Dream

Every day was a hungry day, wasn't it Vincent?
Every stroke of your brush a blessed event
And I know your heart was full of wretched torment
My white iris, you knew it was worth it