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Dar Williams - Mark Rothko Song
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Words and music by dar williams The blue it speaks so full Its like the beauty one can barely stand Or too much things dropped in your hand And theres a green like the peace In your heart sometimes Printed underneath the sheets of ashy snow And theres a blue like where the urban angels go, very bright Now the calder mobile tips a biomorphic sphere Then it swings its dangling pieces Round to other paintings here Your behavior is so male Its like you cant explain yourself to me I think Ill ask renoir to tea For his flowers are as real as they are all the time And the sunlight sets the furniture aglow Its a pleasant time as far as people go, how 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 dont 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 show, and aint 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 rothkos side Did you know about his suicide? Some folks were born with a foot in the grave, but not me, of course And she smiles as if to say were in the know Then she names a coffee place where we can go, uptown Now the painting is desperate, but the crowds wash away In a crowd of kind pedestrians whove seen enough today
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