Nearer
When Vincent Van Gogh lost his ear
Where were you?
Were you someplace near?
Nearer to yourself
than you could nearly be near
Nearer to yourself
than you ever have been
Nearer to yourself
than is really safe
Oh Clasina, the room is haunted with ghosts
The easel sits empty
In the corner, canvas blank
and dried out paints
and I can't hear a thing
Where were you?
when Vincent Van Gogh lost his ear
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