Van Gogh Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I want to keep creating things that will make you cry
I'll keep on living in the tears falling from your eyes
Cuz even if I'm not with you to follow through with with what I promised you this time
I will return to you whenever you are screaming at the sky
I'll lay bare my deepest secrets
Lay my feelings down
Though our memories aren't the same
The pain we feel resounds
I know
There is little I can show
For the effort that I'm making
Now to see the starry night
I won't
Be in wheat fields with the crows
Over in Auvers making portraits
Hoping that I'll get it right
But I make all the wrong impressions
I want to make my own impression
They'll use their mind try define every stroke that I've made
(Whatever could this be, whatever could it mean)
Apply some mathematic sign that will then degrade
(Withering over time, withering every mind)
And even when we try to tell them that it the soul is what makes us great
(With effort of the heart, that's what sets us apart)
They keep on climbing up and over every body that they take
I'll lay bare these deepest secrets
Lay my feelings down
Though our memories aren't the same
The pain I feel resounds
I know
There is little I can show
For the effort that I'm making
Now to see the starry night
I won't
Be in wheat fields with the crows
Over in Auvers making portraits
Hoping that I'll get it right
But I make all the wrong impressions
I want to make my own impression
Why must to choose between my dreams and my security?
Why not make a mark without still making marks all over me?
Do I truly have to die to let you know that I was alive?
That I'm alive..
I know
This is far as I can go
Every bone inside is aching
As I soon approach my time
I hope
I'm followed by another soul
One who sees beyond the painting
To what truly was my life
I know
There is little I can show
For the effort that I'm making
Now to see the starry night
I won't
Be in wheat fields with the crows
Over in Auvers making portraits
Hoping that I'll get it right
But I make all the wrong impressions
When will I make my own impression