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